My kids, you all live where I am not. Except for one. I have to let them go. You spend 18 years together and the chapter ends. How can I live in the present moment without them. I love them so. Know this. We are all called to another country. Move on. Job done. Go on with God. Hold them close forever.
The Creator of this wide world told Abram to go from his country, from his people, from his father's household to a land God would show. Gen 12:1.
The Unknown. Don't we sit there in some ways this very day. I don't know how much longer we can live here in Austin. After a decade, I can say I have a host of supporters and followers. I feel deeply appreciated. And I feel deeply alone. I've made "no friends" here that will give me their presence. People are so caught up in their own lives. Then, throw a year's worth of a pandemic on the pile. The Creator God just might be telling us to move, to go, to love, to stop. Why did Abram leave it all. Divine Guidance. His sole decision based on a premise---he was headed to a heavenly country and it was the next stop along the way. So, what's my next stop along the way?
Go with God. And Matthew 5. Be a peacemaker for all that is broken. I pray: That we may keep the peace that it be not broken. That we may recover the peace when it is no more.
Photo: Brooke circa 1988 So, she left. 2012
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