these days, my life has been a storm, an utter whirl-wind upon earthquake, and god's voice was in them. the hubbub kept me busy and spinning, but god broke through like a truck to a deer on a forest road; his still, small voice has been with me ever since. he has showed me his wonders and his mighty power; how he orchestrates all of creation--time and space together--to his purpose. this is not to say that i have stuck with him all of the way. at times i recognized myself pulling a jonah, going exactly where god said not to, but called me persistently back. he spoke through me and to me. he has used his beautiful, broken body, the church, to speak to me. he has used books and circumstances. and he has given me the desire of my heart. i believe that my going to brazil is god's desire as well as mine--for what specific purpose i will only discover afterward--and only by seeking his kingdom first was i granted this wonderful oportunity to return to the place i call home closest to my heart. i suppose the last lesson i have to learn is that my home is not here, or there or at the ends of the earth, but in god's kingdom--and the when and wheres of that kingdom are only dimly seen today.
soon we will see face to face
Welcome to the adventure of walking with God... He is faithful on His side, and we learn to walk close to Him, as we walk through life, toward our HOME (and we too struggle with this place as home, when our real home is not here -- and then the challenge of bringing our real home (the King and His kingdom) into our temporary home).
ReplyDeleteGreat to read your thoughts, and feel your walk... I know you are growing, and we are excited about your coming to the place you feel is home, in your heart, São Paulo, and Brazil.
We love you, and are still walking, too.
Papai