Saturday, July 27, 2013

Heaven's Windows


It's been said before, and I will say it again... it's been a rough start getting back into the swing of things here. After a recent talk with Julie, through the magic world of Skype, I am beginning to regain my hope. Over the past couple of days there has been a theme in conversations all around me. The theme being that of the importance of prayer. I understand the importance, but my practice has been blurred and it's time to get back on track. 
     Today I checked in on a devotional that I casually turn to and it was a good reminder of God's consistency, my inconsistency, and God's determination to win back my heart so that He can give me what He has been storing up. So now it is up to me to prove that I am ready (or getting there). It's my turn to bring my consistency because God is waiting. Patiently waiting for the moment in which Heaven's windows can burst open.
Prove me now (Malachi 3:10).
What is God saying here but this: "My child, I still have windows in Heaven. They are yet in service. The bolts slide as easily as of old. The hinges have not grown rusty. I would rather fling them open, and pour forth, than keep them shut, and hold back. I opened them for Moses, and the sea parted. I opened them for Joshua, and Jordan rolled back. I opened them for Gideon, and hosts fled. I will open them for you--if you will only let Me.
On this side of the windows, Heaven is the same rich storehouse as of old. The fountains and streams still overflow. The treasure rooms are still bursting with gifts. The lack is not on my side. It is on yours. I am waiting. Prove Me now. Fulfill the conditions, on your part. Bring in the tithes. Give Me a chance.
--Selected

From: Streams in the Desert july 27, 2013

Monday, July 22, 2013

Reality Sets In

It's starting to feel real. But there are still times when I think about where I just came from and it feels as if it was all just a dream. Like as if living in Honduras for two years all happened in a weekend. Now I'm starting life over back in Texas and for one thing it's not easy. Life in Honduras was so simple and I want to continue that here. But how? When everyone around you is in such a rush to get somewhere or to get the next best thing, how can you disregard all of that and take it easy. I've found myself grinding my teeth way too often.
     Coming back I had somewhat of a plan. Now that plan has transformed and my ultimate goal of heading back to Austin seems to have been put off in the distance - a three year distance. Not my ideal dream, but I guess God just doesn't want me there - or at least not yet.
     So here's my plan (in a nutshell and not written in pen). I'm pitching a tent (not literally) in my hometown for a year to complete some psychology classes (hopefully get a teaching job in the meantime). Then, this time next year, head over to Santa Fe, NM where I will begin my Masters degree in Art Therapy and Counseling.
     I always think back to the time when John asked my what I want to do with my life. All I could think of is... help kids not feel hurt. Of course I like art too (or I wouldn't be an art teacher), so if I can pull both of those together then why not? Hence Art Therapy. Fast forward two years of grad school and I will make my way back to the hill country that I love... Austin. Unless God decides otherwise - anything is possible.
     Who knows how crazy the next three years will be. Or what kinds of curveballs will get thrown my way. I can only prepare so much, ya know?

Whatever the case may be I am reminded that God has started a good work in me and that He will bring it to completion. He knows my desires and has my future planned out and I can only trust that He knows best and will walk me through every storm and every sunny day.

But no worries Honduras... I will be back. Maybe even sooner than latter. Te amo.

For now this is home.