I have been writing about our journey in ministry for the past several weeks now. As mentioned in an earlier post my husband and I resigned as pastors at the church we’d been serving at for over five years last July 28th. We have sort of been wandering in the wilderness since then, wondering what God has for us next.
In my post titled “In the No,” I wrote about how God had seemed to be directing us one way, and then had firmly shut that door. God showed me during that time that it
We waited all night in the emergency room to find out if she would live or die.
Psalm 34: verses 4 and 18
4 I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.
18 The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
I had intended to write about the “maybe” next – but life has a way of happening and changing our plans, you know?
My husband and I have been on a journey since he
I love the testimony of King David in Psalm 27:13-14 where he says “I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD.”
While I may love that testimony and I certainly love the Psalms – I certainly do not like the actual waiting part. However, as my husband and I are in this uncomfortable waiting mode, I am finding I am handling it better this time around than I usually do.
But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted; you consider their grief and take it in hand.
I am on a journey, as we all are. My particular journey often seems to be centered on the consequences of a lot of past choices I have made. I don’t doubt that many of you are on the same kind of journey.
Recently I’ve had the “opportunity” to consider some of my less wise choices again (and again, and again). Since entering treatment almost 3 years ago
Green-yellow heavy orbs with golden-brown mottling are bending the boughs of the Keefer pear tree. The Honey bees are still in abundance even though they are moving sluggishly in the cool late autumn days. They love the pears and guard them stringently.
The Keefers are not the prettiest of fruit they are large, hard, yet juicy. They soften long after hitting the ground. The time comes when I can wait no longer and with my husband wielding the
Updated 10-29-2013 at 06:48 PM by RheaB