Grace-period

We have started a new series called "Wisdom Road" which focuses on the book of Proverbs. Honestly, sometimes I think George gives us so much, that there is just so much revealed, that my small brain has difficulty processing. This is part of the reason I began to write Armchair QB: to give myself a place to gnaw on things and hopefully increase my understanding. Tho there were a few pieces I thought about writing on, this passage stuck out: My son, if you accept my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding, and if you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding, and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure, THEN you will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God. (Proverbs 2:1-5 NIV) From this passage I learn that wisdom and knowing God are a process, but they are also an ACTIVE process. I do not sit around and suddenly *poof* the wisdom ange...

In the tradition of "Keep It Simple," I am merely posting a quote. You figure out your own commentary... "God usually is up to something when there is chaos and chaos is not crisis. We don't like chaos, we want control, but God calls us to be people of faith willing to follow Him into some of the most chaotic places."

Ok, so I haven't been vacationing at Fantasy Island, but I have always wanted to go there. Beautiful scenery, you don't have to cook, story morals of self discovery carefully packaged within a neat time frame. My self discovery, usually lubricated with tears and snot, happens only when I take on the appearance of a possessed woman, as the whites of my eyes are bright red which contrast sharply with my green irises, and I am fully exhausted from trying to out maneuver life (or God. Maybe that is why I so identify with Jonah!). Today was that kind of day. Terry and I had been on a really peaceful holiday in Myrtle Beach this past weekend. Serenity level was 8 on scale of 1 to 10. (I cannot reach a 10 because unlike my husband, my brain doesn't shut off, as evidenced by the multiple text messages to friends and family.) Barely out of South Carolina, the serenity level took a dip: I forgot our pillows. I like to take my pillows when I go away. Usually I even bring a blanket tho...

So I listened to Sunday's message via podcast since we played hooky on Lake Ontario . It was the final week of the Mysterious God series and the topic was: The Will of God. Don't we all want to know what we "should" do? Is this the "right" job, man, woman, school, whatever-your-need-is choice? We agonize, "If it is Your will..." and then often end up confused. Was that a sign? I admit, I get bogged down here sometimes. I am not really happy with my job sometimes. The choice of career was more practical than passionate. I chose security. Now, I would rather fly with passionate dreams. I prefer to spend my time writing, mentoring, dreaming. But, one does gotta pay the bills and so I drag myself off to my "real" job, all the while wondering if my "vocation" is God's true will. A few things in the message really clicked for me: We can get more bogged down in deciding God's will rather than in being in relationship...

No, not that you can hear me, but I am gonna have to change things up, audible the play. (Don't you watch football?) Well, this weekend my husband and I went to Niagara Falls region with a friend and his son to fish and see the sights. I admit, I do not fish...probably not since I was a child. I get bored easily, talk too much, and annoy my husband which is why he goes fishing with guy friends. This time, tho, we were going out on Lake Ontario. I have also never been on a boat like this before, for this long, in a body of water this big, so I was nervous. Those of you who truly know me understand, I so did not want to be the wimpy girl puking over the side while the boys fished and were annoyed, but I was unsure how I would react. Thankfully we had beautiful weather and calm sea and just a pleasant, pleasant trip thanks to Captain Jimmy, his first mate Mike and the Boat Doctors . Not that it was without its own adventures....just saving that for another post. On the boat this weeke...