What’s Next?

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March 10, 2019

Alright. What’s next?

The things that have to be done are done.

The house is pretty clean for once. All 2 and half bathrooms are clean. The laundry is caught up. The girls are doing well in school. There is no crisis at work. My marriage is in a good place.

The calendar is full of the average, ordinary events, but nothing big or demanding is written on any of the squares.

The projects that have been pushed to someday, seem approachable and doable.

Life has a way of coming in and out like the tide. The waves never stop, but with certain phases of the moon, the water seems calmer, nicer and even cleaner. There are definitely phases of storms with all their uncertainty of what could happen next – how high the water might come and what destruction might be left in its path.

Right now though, things are good. I am content. We have found a normal and it isn’t crazy. By God’s grace, this phase of life is definitely “doable” and that kinda scares me . . .

It leaves me asking Him, “What’s next?”

In my devotions and Bible studies, I have been reading over and over again how God’s grace isn’t always good from our perspective, how I should embrace trials and tribulations as one of His followers, and how if Jesus was a man of sorrows I can expect opportunities to emulate Him in sorrowful times of my own.

One of the take-aways in the Sunday school lesson this morning, was how God’s protection, provision and presence goes with us – even if going puts in the fiery furnace of Shadrach, Meshach and Adednego. These guys stood firm on their solid knowledge of their God and told the king that even if God didn’t save them from the fire, He was still God and still worth dying for.

I know God uses the calm periods in-between life’s storms to prepare us for what’s ahead. He teaches us the truths we need while we are in the light, so He can develop them in the dark when it is hard to see, hard to trust, and hard to go on.

So, I find myself questioning and thinking, “What’s next?”

Is some bad news coming with the next ring of the phone? Is there a hard situation on the horizon that I need to be poised to work through? Is that pain that won’t leave my knee a thing? Should I make a doctor’s appointment?

Or has God placed me in this current phase because He is wanting something more for me or something else from me?  Is there something I am missing that I should be doing? Is there a relationship I could be working on? A friend to serve? A ministry to support? To start?

I don’t know the answer to the question, “What’s next?” But I know He knows and that is enough.

Ruth Chou Simmons of Gracelaced often says, “You don’t have to be blooming to be growing.” Maybe that is exactly where God has me right now. Maybe He is preparing my heart for hard days ahead. Maybe He is prepping me to take on a new project. Maybe He just wants me to be content with Him and not be looking for whatever’s next.

So, I will press on. I will read my Bible and pray. I will worship and press into Him. I will love on my family and serve my people.

And, in the meantime, I might actually get my hall bathroom painted!

Photo by Larm Rmah on Unsplash

 

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