We’re on the home stretch! Monday our feet touch down on foreign soil – again-- only this time we’re staying for a while to serve and to work alongside others who have been working and serving others for a lifetime already.
Talk about feeling stretched right now. We’ve been looking forward to this target date, this major new step in life and direction for a long time, and it’s right around the corner. I anticipated challenges along the way, but I did not expect to juggle so many crazy emotions in the last couple of weeks before we leave! Can you relate?
You feel the impact of the next step even before it arrives, and part of you slightly recoils at the enormous amount of change just ahead.
You welcome the excitement of the experience, but know that this adventure will take you thinner and use up all the you there is to use in ways you never dreamed possible. And that just-not-knowing-thing is an irritating little beast conquered only by a disciplined focus on the One who knows all things.
You wonder if you have prepared well enough, and remember all the pulled muscles, awkward landings and fall-hard-on-your-face moments that go into a lifetime of simply trying to walk with God.
You try to ignore the unspoken question: Can I fill these shoes? – these brand new shoes with that delightful new-shoe-smell; these shoes that wear sore spots and blisters until the time of adjustment passes; these shoes that crowd out the comfy old flip-flops that slip on and off without a second thought.
You know there is grace to do what God has asked, but your heart still feels the pang when little ones whisper -- I don’t want you to leave. I wanna go with YOU!
So, you busy yourself with the packing list and what-if scenarios to distract your heart, and before you know it, you’re running on an exhilarating, exhausting, busy grace all pulled out of shape.
That’s where I am.
Happy. Excited. Anxious. Teary about things that women understand in the going and coming and transitions of life. Battling uncertainties and holding tight to His promises.
Yet in the midst of last-minute preparations and crazy emotions, there’s this place of peace that restores and renews and makes it possible to stretch a little further. Leaning on His strength reinforces tired faith fibers and revitalizes a spirit weighed down, and I delight to slip away in His grace and mercy -- always enough and fresh available each and every morning.
And so, with that reminder, I yield to the stretching and embrace it for all its worth, every exciting, rewarding, uncomfortable, heart-being-tugged-to-the-end-of-my-next-generation-mama-self-and-beyond, knowing that because of Christ… and only because of Christ… I can do this thing.
Where do you turn when life stretches you in new and challenging ways?
This post inspired by the Five Minute Friday writing prompt: Stretch.
I took way longer than five minutes on this one, and couldn’t help but do some editing, – two broken rules! -- so I won’t link up but I will shout out the FMF community so you can hop on over and enjoy other great reads. Just click the button.