Cubby Holes

The seasons of life are never totally good or totally challenging. We always (if we watch carefully) find an odd mix continually present. In the most difficult times there are provisions and comfort and care threaded through. In the glorious times, the imperfections of life are still present. And so we live in the tension of life.

I like definition. I like things categorized so I can pull them out of their little cubby and deal with them--all neat and tidy and one at a time. I don't have to tell you that my days rarely unfold so methodically; I'm pretty sure yours don't either.

I would have loved for a job to have opened by now for John--after a little difficulty that piece of life to slide neatly into place so we could get on with "life." That isn't what is happening. Like I suspected as we began this chapter, God is allowing us to be stretched, to learn to trust, to lean in when we can't see what is around the corner or farther out on the branch.

In the midst of all that, other aspects of our life have been stirred out of their settled places as well. We are facing saying goodbye to some of our dearest friends soon as they leave the area and pursue other things that God has planted in them. We are looking at other schools for the kids next year, facing the likelihood that there will not be a way to have them finish where they have spent their academic life. These changes are not the ones I would like to have before me. They hit me hard, even though I know that God is allows the transitions and will be with us in the days ahead in a different landscape.

And, we have seen His hand moving to provide.

John and I got to go on a little jaunt--it had been ages since we'd been away. The kids had pulled together a gift for him for his birthday and we headed to the east coast for a couple of days that were a tremendous blessing--a break in the routine and a chance to talk at length. He had been given a book just before we left. Larry Crabb's "66 Love Letters" which proved to remind us that God dares to do in us the work toward His ultimate goal--that our hearts would know Him and trust Him and isn't nearly as concerned as we are that it takes longer than we would like.

We investigated the possibility of purchasing a piece of equipment for a small business venture. Through the prayers and generosity of several dozen people, we are going to be able to move forward. I am surprised and blessed by what transpired. (The word "transpired" literally means the giving off or sharing of breath.) We feel His "ok" and presence with us through what you have done. Thank you. This isn't going to cover our financial needs, but will be a piece that will enable us to cover some expenses.

There have been many little gestures these last few weeks as well, things that have helped us and remind us that God is with us, sees the needs, is at work to care for us and guide us forward.

The simple gift of a salad, a pizza, a pack of buns, and milk.
An inquiry in the halls at school or in the sanctuary at church--"How are things going?" or "How are you?" We know you haven't forgotten that the struggle continues.
A check in the mail that will enable us to get one of the kids something they needed.
Some practical items passed along that we can certainly use.
The opportunity for a second part time job that will help bring in a few more dollars.
The beginning of a venture with my sister (who has done all the background work) for us to pursue a specialty cookie business using our well-honed cookie decorating skills of 28 years.
A fabulous dinner prepared by my mom yesterday (she's turning 84 on Saturday!) to give me a night off and to feed us all. Yes, I ate too much, but it was my mom's cooking, after all. Most of you can imagine how yummy that was!
Coupons and calls about possible job leads and a chance to do multiple small things that add up to be getting us through somehow.
Cookies and eggs and other goodies that are a treat!
The invitation to breakfast with a dear lady.

We are grateful for the promises of God, for the provision He brings in many ways and through many people, to care for us and to remind us that He is with us. Always.