Tuesday, October 09, 2012

100 Weeks

I got an email update late last week telling me that my littlest guy is now 100 weeks old.  How can that be?  Of course, I don't count his age in weeks anymore - in fact, with number 7, I don't even count his age in months anymore, it's just "1" and now, "almost 2."  "One hundred weeks" sounds like such a long time, and yet it feels like just a blink.

One thing I've learned in my own 2,121 weeks (that may or may not be exactly accurate - I didn't spend much time calculating it), is that whether the days seem to drag by at a snail's pace or the years seem to fly by in a blink, is that time just keeps marching along, whether you're having the time of your life or in you're in a funk, whether you're welcoming a new one into your world or bidding farewell to one you love, whether you're able to relax and enjoy each day to the fullest or you're knee deep in things to do...the days just keep coming and they just keep going.  No delay.  No fast forward.  Nice and steady.  At a regular pace.  

And I guess that's a good thing.  

Just think about it...how many times would you have sped through a season here, a season there, or just broken down altogether and never moved forward at all?  Yes, it's a good thing I'm not the maker or the marker of time.

I would have missed so much.

I'm in {another} season of learning the discipline of being content.  (And yes, I'm pretty sure it is a discipline.  Being content does not come naturally).  I'm learning {yes, because I have no other choice, but a girl's got to start somewhere, doesn't she?} not to rush through or wish away "the yucky."  I'm learning {again} not to overlook the blessing, not to devalue the gift, not to belittle the Giver.  Of course, I would never intentionally devalue or belittle God, but I think that too often I unintentionally do just that.  

When I'm not intentional about being content, then I find it way too easy to be unintentionally discontent.

And if we're all honest, I think I'm not the only one.  Life is hard.  Again, it's just plain hard.  My circumstances.  Your circumstances.  Hers.  His.  No one {regardless of the shiny facade} has it easy.  The same was true centuries ago when Paul was inspired to pen these words: "I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am" (Philippians 4:11).  His life wasn't easy - especially at the time he wrote those words, in prison himself and facing death.  Yes, hard.

But hard or easy, days quick or slow, God is able and God is faithful.  A few nights ago I was looking up a passage for something else altogether and went to 2 Peter instead of 1st by mistake - or was it? - and was met with this phrase totally unexpected - "...the LORD knows how to rescue godly men from trials..."  It jumped off the page, and despite all the other hundreds of words on that page, those 10 were all I saw.  

I'm a "do-er" and currently we are in a situation that I want to "do" something about.  Something big.  In fact, if were up to me alone, I would have already done something.  Quickly.  Hastily.  It would have been done.

But instead of "doing" {my plans}, I've been praying.  And seeking.  And asking.  And listening.  

And God has been answering.  {Of course, His answers have not lined up with "what-I-want-to-be-doing"} but I have been obedient.  God has told me - more than once - and very very clearly - to wait.  He tells me in His Word, He tells me in my dreams, He tells me in the words of {random} songs, He tells me in {seemingly totally unrelated} sermons, He even tells me in  billboards.

(Funny side story - last week we drove 45 minutes further and deeper into the Pennsylvania cornfields to this exact spot on purpose with our situation heavy on our hearts and minds.  Totally unexpected, but so like God, this is how we were greeted.  All I could do was smile.)

Yes, He hears.  He knows.  And He is faithful.

Are we?

So to wrap up this really long thought, regardless of how hard each of our circumstances are, regardless of how quickly or slowly life marches on, regardless of how overwhelming our days {on this earth}may seem, take the time to learn the discipline of being content.  

Go ahead, get that sleeping baby out of bed just to rock him, just because you didn't get to see him at all that day...

Go ahead, unexpectedly eat {and serve} Cocoa Puffs for dinner one night - not only is it easy, you might even become "the best mom ever" (even if only for 15 minutes)...

Go ahead, talk to the mannequins

and play with their dogs (you'll be refreshed by the simplicity of their lives)

and overwhelmed with gratefulness for yours knowing that "whatever He has given or not given, He's done for a specific reason - a reason known only to Him perhaps, but one you can trust with full confidence" (P. Shirer).

Go ahead, be content.

Be {intentionally} content.

He loves.

He forgives.

He works for our good.

He heals.

He restores.

He creates beauty from ashes.

He is faithful.

"But do not forget this one thing, dear friends:
With the LORD
a day is like a thousand years,
and a thousand years are like a day.
The LORD is not slow in keeping
His promise..."
2 Peter 3: 8-9

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for all these wonderful reminders Kelley!


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