I guess the best way to describe life is that it is an adventure. Your adventure can either be a safe trip to the grocery store. Plotting out your purchases and traveling up and down each isle gathering the items on your list. Each item has it's spot and each spot has it's item. Occasionally an item may be found in a spot that it doesn't belong. Perhaps it was left there by the misguided shopper before you. Or your adventure might be more like a treasure hunt. You have a list of items, a map and the hunt begins.
I like to think of my life as more like a treasure hunt. In Matthew 7: 7-8 Jesus said, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened." And if you have ever gone on a road trip with me you know that, even if the directions are supplied, I tend to turn when I am not supposed to. And a trip that should have been 3 hours becomes a 7 hour tour. Yes, I have a GPS. But I have this horrible habit of doubting the directions it offers.
This past Friday my cousin Jane and I drove together to OCNJ for our cousins weekend. We got in the car with our "Thelma and Louise" scarves on and the wind blowing in our hair. The journey had begun. I set the GPS and made a plan to follow it's direction. We made it to our destination 30 minutes later than the GPS had originally predicted. My fault completely. I kept saying, "Hmmmmm, this doesn't look familiar to me." And a few times Jane had to use her charming smile to get another driver to let us into their lane. I have to admit I am thankful she was my copilot. Because if she wasn't there I might still be on the road trying to find my way to the beach. I find that my life as a Christian woman is much like my road trips. God supplies me with the map. Gives me guidance. And I still manage to get off the path. It's called lack of faith.
I wish I had the faith of a child. Usually on a Sunday I grab a basket and take my granddaughter out to our little garden in the back yard. She loves to pick the vegetables and herbs. She gets most excited about the cherry tomatoes. Her smile and joy grow with each of these tasty treasures she finds. She picks it and asks, "Grandma, can I eat this?" Most of the time she has eaten her harvested veggies before we get back in the house. She does things a little backwards. She knocks on the door, seeks and then asks. She is persistent in the search and is certain that she is going to find some delicious morsels. And she never lacks faith the there will be more tomatoes, herbs and veggies for her to pick week after week. I praise God for her example of faith. But sadly I have to admit that, as an adult, this faith and ability to ask, seek and knock often diminishes or becomes less and less frequent. I pray that my desire to seek Him first remains consistent. And that I don't just ask, seek and knock when life becomes more like an obstacle course. Just like my little angel, aka three year old granddaughter, God desires for me to be persistent with my wants need and desires. As a result He will show us the true desires of our heart.
I am not 100% sure of what my calling is in this thing called life. But I know that He is faithful and that He has a plan for my life. His promises are true. So, like I said last week, I am not sure what direction I am going. I pray that God will continue to guide me and that I will stop hesitating and turning down the wrong road. I pray that we all become more persistent in asking Him to give us the desires of our heart; seeking His calling on our lives and knocking until the door of opportunity is wide open.
I wish I had the faith of a child. Usually on a Sunday I grab a basket and take my granddaughter out to our little garden in the back yard. She loves to pick the vegetables and herbs. She gets most excited about the cherry tomatoes. Her smile and joy grow with each of these tasty treasures she finds. She picks it and asks, "Grandma, can I eat this?" Most of the time she has eaten her harvested veggies before we get back in the house. She does things a little backwards. She knocks on the door, seeks and then asks. She is persistent in the search and is certain that she is going to find some delicious morsels. And she never lacks faith the there will be more tomatoes, herbs and veggies for her to pick week after week. I praise God for her example of faith. But sadly I have to admit that, as an adult, this faith and ability to ask, seek and knock often diminishes or becomes less and less frequent. I pray that my desire to seek Him first remains consistent. And that I don't just ask, seek and knock when life becomes more like an obstacle course. Just like my little angel, aka three year old granddaughter, God desires for me to be persistent with my wants need and desires. As a result He will show us the true desires of our heart.
I am not 100% sure of what my calling is in this thing called life. But I know that He is faithful and that He has a plan for my life. His promises are true. So, like I said last week, I am not sure what direction I am going. I pray that God will continue to guide me and that I will stop hesitating and turning down the wrong road. I pray that we all become more persistent in asking Him to give us the desires of our heart; seeking His calling on our lives and knocking until the door of opportunity is wide open.
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