Abundance

It is toward the end of June and I’m not running around like I have in the past.  As a matter of fact I’m quite ahead of schedule.  I gave up some things like gardening, when I realized I really didn’t like it. I didn’t mind the planting; the weeding, well, I could have done without that but it wasn’t the worst; and the watering was ok.  I was really surprised when the harvest came. That was when the work really began.  Mind you, my mom canned all the tomatoes and cucumbers but even so.  I would feel guilty when things were going to go to waste.  And you see the harvest was plentiful but the workers were few ☺.  One day I was talking about having to take care of the carrots and my cousin innocently asked, “How much does a pound of carrots cost anyway?” That was all I needed, I’d rather go buy carrots when I need them and quite frankly, everything else for that matter, because it was simply a lot of work for what we got.  Now, if you love gardening don’t be offended, I know people really get into it and despite some of the best watermelons and butternut squash I’d ever had, it just isn’t for me.  Whenever I was in the garden I just wanted to be somewhere else. 

So that is gardening off my list.  Second, I was running the church bazaar for the past four years and I gave that up this year.  It is usually held in October and like anything else I do I try to do my best, which can mean I can go overboard and that is no one’s fault but my own.  In June I would start to get things organized: signs, advertising, raffle license and flyers, along with crafting.  I would be planning ahead to have the best possible outcome.  Thankfully all of that is now off my plate. 

Third, I gave up painting barn quits that I sold.  Depending on their size 8’ x 8’ to 1’ x 1’, they were all over the house and garage.  It was not uncommon to have three or more of them going at one time all in different phases of paint drying.  That doesn’t take into account maintaining the road display, returning calls, designing, getting supplies and the accounting.  So, no more moving paintings to set the table for dinner.

I am actually caught up with most housework, yard work, phone calls and letters.  I even find myself sewing missing buttons on.  Now you know it is getting weird!   It is a very strange place to be for me. But this is where it gets even weirder, I know I’m going to cross the Jordan.  I’m going to go into the Promised Land.  God has had me in a process of clearing my schedule to make room for the work He has for me.  How do I know?  I just do.  He has already arranged meetings with others who are sensing the same thing I am.  We know He’s up to something big and we have to do our “work.”  Our “work” is on our knees, praising, worshiping and singing songs and psalms.  It unnerved me at first because I am a “doer.”  I can get it done with phone calls, resources, etc.  But this time it is different.  He keeps telling me not by might, nor by power but by His Spirit.  So why should I argue with that?  Or how can I argue with that?  I’m more peaceful than ever.  I’ve been told to, “Do your laundry.”   I know it means take care of my husband, home, clients and my animals and He will do the rest.  I am to “Do my laundry and worship Him.”  How’s that for a battle plan?  It is basically so simply that it just could work.  I think the word for it is abiding.  If I thought I have been here before I was mistaken, I’ve never been to this level.  It reminds me of being told to walk around Jericho seven times, like all right who am I to argue with the King of the Universe?

It is sort of cool because with this blog there is a written record of the still small voice leading me forward.  And it’s in real time.  Leaving a trail of evidence that not only can I hear from Him but He wants that same relationship with everyone.  I don’t always get it right but what an adventure walking beside Him is.  I wouldn’t trade this for anything the world has to offer.  I pray right now that you hear His voice and He just doesn’t care about big stuff, He cares about where you put your car keys, or what road you should take to go to the store, He cares about your golf game, and He cares about every detail of your life.  Just ask Him.

Was gardening bad, no.  Was the church Bazaar bad, no.  Was selling barn quilts bad, no.  They had their season and now He is telling me to make room for the abundance He has planned. Okay.