So many people are moving. Some people I know have enjoyed the miraculous sale of their house after many months of waiting and waiting. Some have to move quickly due to a job transfer. As the school year winds up, many are thinking about what life will be like in the new town they are going to.
Now, not everyone is physically moving. Some of us are just moving onward. I hate to say "just" moving onward because it is no small thing to let go of the past, to fix your eyes on what is unseen, to take a deep breath, and by faith prepare for change, for new experiences, for increased understanding in how to look at things. Moving onward involves a resolute transfer of your affections. You may love certain memories or have enjoyed a wonderful experience, but now you're sensing that you have to move onward and go on to something new.
I know that our family will have some changes just due to the fact that our son will be living down south next year. Visiting him- or getting him home for a visit- will be no small thing. We now will have planes and/or long distance auto trips that take a whole day or more just to reconnect with each other in person. Then on top of that, we will be parents of just one child at home. I am looking at moving onward with my writing and speaking and ministry to women. My husband and I are praying about possibilities: the fact that our future is not in what we have done or in what we know, but it has to do with where we have never gone before. Maybe it's new terrain, a new landscape, or a new business or ministry- but whatever our future holds, it is not something that we will naturally feel comfortable with and used to. I do know that.
The One constant in our future is the One who holds our future. He solidifies what I feel about moving forward, moving onward: the Lord will pave the way, go before me, make the rough places smooth (Isaiah 45:2). It's His delight to do all this for me- and it's my delight to go where I have never gone before, certain that I have no need to be afraid. It's an adventure. It's a journey by faith. And I'm declaring how good it's going to be.
7 comments:
Wow! Let me join you on this adventure. This journey of faith! I know who holds my future. Every time I hear these words the song "Because He lives" by Bill Gaither pops in my head. I can't help but smile!
Your blog took me to Proverbs 4:5, as well. We can move onward without swerving, gaining wisdom and understanding, as we cling to the scriptures.
We'll both go where we've never gone before and end up at the same place!! Heaven for eternity with our Jesus!
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth...Psalm 98:4
Sherry, I love that song too! "...and life is worth the living just because He lives!". Amen sister!
I am on that same path-God is moving me in new things too. Lifting a prayer for you. It is an adventure.
Much love,
Angela
Would y'all believe I've been singing that song as I prepare for our move next week? Singing with you ladies and shouting onward as well. Onward AND upward! I'm looking at this as an opportunity for a fresh start as well...leaving behind old ways, you know?
Praying for you, your son, and family, Lauren. God bless you all.
Lauren, I could just hug you for that post today-I'm so right there with you. About what's ahead not being about the past or what we know-but pressing onward-I say amen & Lord remind me of that daily!
God bless you today for your encouragement...maybe with some cookies! :)
wipper snapper, I found your blog spot. It was so good to talk to you miss you. Hope your doing great. Your kids look so big! And you look great to. I started makeing jewelery and embrodery. I'm on e-harmony trying to catch one a dem manz. I painted part of my house today and slipped right on my but and my sticthes on my hand but I turned out ok. I planted tamatoes they seem to ge growing. I started a cactus garden on the side of my house. I am going camping with my portuguse relatives in a few weeks to fort brag the beach. I'm looking forward to it. Have a wonderful day ya yankee! Lv Lisa Q
moving forward!
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