I’m on another faith journey, looking for a bigger spoon. (If you don’t get that- look here).
(If you just want to see the photo shoot, feel free to scroll down)
I’ll just avoid beating around the bush, as they call it, and get to the point. After eighteen hard but beautiful months on the mission field, I’m now on a six month sabbatical. I don’t know much, but I know that these next six months hold something incredibly beautiful. I keep asking the Lord what He wants to show me during this time, and although the list is endless, the whole list can be summed up in one phrase:
I love you.
I would love to share so much of what God is doing in the expansion of that phrase, but so much of it is incredibly personal and meant to be guarded. I did, however, want to share some of what God is highlighting in this time, so I asked Him what things I could really be open with. The one thing that He keeps putting on my heart to express is this:
Okay, if you ask me, this is an oxymoron. Two seemingly contradictory are things placed together to form an idea or concept.
Abraham had every reason, considering his body and every earthly circumstance, to give up hope in the possibility of offspring with Sarah. From the human standpoint there was no basis or justification for hope, but the object of Abraham’s hope was no earthly being or circumstance.
As far as we know from the Word, Abraham had never witnessed a miracle. He had never seen anyone raised from the dead or seen God call anyone into being that did not already exist. , yet His faith did not weaken. Abraham simply had a firm confidence that God was capable of doing all that He said and promised.
This is the kind of faith God is calling me to, in this season and forever. He is asking me to have hope, against all hope. My life is an oxymoron. Circumstances say the fulfillment of God’s promises are impossible. The recognition of this impossibility, however, is the very place where I gain the strength to hope.
Why? Because it is in this recognition that I am reminded that God is so much greater than my circumstances. There is nothing in my broken flesh that can make the fulfillment of the promise of God a possibility. This recognition highlights the reality that I must rely wholly on God. He is the only one who can make something out of nothing and give life to that which is dead.
So here I am, once again, trusting and waiting, and having hope against all hope.
In the meantime, I’ll be resting, worshipping, seeing old friends, and gaining as much wisdom as possible for the next chapter.
My sweet friend Joshua Lewin was so gracious to take some AWESOME pictures of me to celebrate this super sabbatical. Here are a few of my favorites: