"But when He, the Spirit of truth, comes, He will guide you into all truth. He will not speak on his own; He will speak only what He hears, and He will tell you what is yet to come." (John 16:13)
So while Tom was laid-off for 20 months, he and I had a cool, relaxing time. Well, after I finally stopped complaining about him hanging around the house 24/7. After that, our cool time became more awesome.
Shouldn't we have been, well, frantic? I mean, no job for Tom at 54! Well, God is the God of the opposite world, you know: The first shall be last. Give things away and then after you give, you will receive more. Spend time with God and somehow you end up with more time. If you want to be great, be a servant. Etc.
So I realized early that He expected me to not act like every unsaved Tam-Vick-and-Carrie does when their husbands get laid-off from a 30-year career. Which meant no new worry lines in my face allowed. No sleepless nights. No resenting the bosses who released Tom from his job. No doubting that God was big enough to take care of us. No spoken words of unbelief--and quick repentance if I did speak them. No secret, sorry expectations of my Life going from bad to worse.
And one more thing? No figuring-out inside my head every move we were supposed to make or what our near future would entail. But rather? Listening. Lots and lots of listening to that still, small voice of wisdom, comfort, knowledge and peace. Listening to the real Father who knows best.
"In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths..." ... Proverbs 3:5
I hate figuring things out. Heck, I don't know anything! I certainly don't know The Unknown. I can't understand complicated technicalities (pretty much none of them). I can't see into the future and I certainly don't trust myself to know what's best for me.
But I do know God and He knows all that. Hence, that's why I listen to Him. "My sheep hear My voice," Jesus said and His voice calms me. My heart and my head, especially when I am still--that's when I know Him best. And this sheep knows Jesus won't be leading her into any ditch anytime soon or ever.
Yes, I keep learning new all-ways-healthy things daily, but listen to and obey my own bright ideas apart from God's ways? Ack! Those lead to Ditch City. And Trouble Town. And a long, hilly, winding street called Worried Way.
I get only this one life on Earth and I'm determined to live it well. In peace, with a quiet, trusting heart which doesn't doubt a huge God's abilities or motives. Reason and figure-out a plan better than His? You're kidding, right? There's too much pride in that (and you know what happens after pride!).
God's ways are not my ways--but I so want them to be. That is my desire, His will, His wisdom, not mine. So while the rest of the world careens along the wild circus they call Life, proud of their brains, I get quiet and listen--not to my own voice-- but to His, the Shepherd who leads me beside still, calm waters over here in Opposite World where Peace and Joy hang-out, even on stormy days. Doesn't matter. Always the water is calm out here.
"Thou will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed upon Thee because he trusts in Thee." Isaiah 26:3
Sarah asked if I found any books yesterday at Salvation Army and yes! This one for .99 cents:
"But the Counselor, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you." (John 14:26)