The last few days have been pretty uneventful for me. I am still waiting for my paperwork to clear at the Boys and Girls club, so until then, my schedule until dinner is filled with a whole lot of free time. Although I am beginning to get impatient with this process and want to start my volunteer work as soon as possible, it was nice to have the time to connect with people in the house one-on-one while everyone else is at work. Yesterday I was able to take a 2 hour lunch break with Hannah once she got off work, it was great. We had some great conversations and the food was wonderful. If you are ever in Fort Collins, I definitely suggest the Pickle Barrel for sandwiches and iced tea.
Today the boredom of free time could not be contained by lunch or the 1000 piece puzzle of the Last Supper that is in progress at the house, so to fill the time I decided to help Sally with her day job, cleaning the house and in general being the house mom. That's right Mom, I was cleaning, and I liked it! Seriously though, it is such a blessing to have Sally taking care of us at the house, she does a great job cleaning up after everyone and has the patience of a saint. Take a second and imagine cleaning up after 60 college kids who are your peers everyday...
Last night after dinner I had to run to Hobby Lobby with Bryttany, Mark, and Mike to buy tye dye stuff for the swimmers, who had to make shirts for their meet this weekend. On the drive home, as we were all discussing where we were heading to for our own dates with Jesus that night, the song "Blessed Be Your Name" came up on the shuffle of Mark's Ipod. I love this song, but almost every time I hear it, I begin to remember times in my life when I have been "stuck in the desert place" and the song says. For some reason, this song more than many others that discuss trials, always brings memories of lose to the forefront of my mind. Especially at this time of year, hearing this song brings me to remember the loss of classmates and people in my life who have already gone to be with the Lord.
Later, as I sat in the park on a blanket with my Lord, my thoughts remained on this song, but in a much different way. After spending some time conversing with God, I looked over the park and just listened to His voice. With "Blessed be Your Name" still in the back of my mind, God began to bring to mind many of the ways He has blessed me this summer. I started to remember my prayers for His guidance and will in my life that I sent up to Him desperately this winter as I was conflicted between Colorado and Rhinelander, and see now how He has answered them. I thought of my family and support system at home. I was reminded that unlike many others in the house, I am not still looking for those last few support checks. I think of the growing relationships in the house that He has brought into my life.
Walking back to the house with the sunset in front of me and mosquitoes attacking my legs, I was overwhelmed with the love of my Savior. Even though my life isn't perfect and I struggle with sin and doubt everyday, the reassurances found in His blessings and faithfulness amaze me. Right now, there is no other place I would rather be then in His midst, and I love it here.
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