The Transition

I'm feeling a big change coming . . . I mean big!  I'm not exactly sure what, but I believe it's going to be good.  I believe the change is coming from our Heavenly Father, and we're told every good and perfect gift comes from Him, so . . . but the transition means change, and change is not always easy.  Having declared war on ancient dust bunnies a few weeks ago, and now heading into canning season, I'm excited.  I'm preparing for Shemitah, which means I've actually purchased more canning jars . . .

With this positive direction, there have been a few hurdles, but nothing our Creator can't handle!  It's interesting with G-d, as He opens one door, often another one closes.  As a multi-tasker, that hasn't always been easy for me to accept, but in the past few years, He's really given a comfort in that, and when I'm paying attention, He has actually given warning that a door will close.  I stopped trying to keep my foot in those closing doors, and for the most part, I don't bruise my spiritual knuckles trying to make doors out of brick walls.

Several months ago in a conversation with a friend, I spoke of events unfolding that would be great and terrible.  I believe we are beginning to see those events and the momentum both ways will increase.  I feel myself moving into the place I knew YHWH would bring me.  The other night, the heaviness of isolation was nearly overwhelming, but Y'hshuwah assured me, I am not alone.  I'm where I'm supposed to be in Him.  I'm not claiming perfection at all!  There were just several things last week that came from all different directions, really leaving me feeling quite shaken.

As I read the usual comments of social media as to how to overcome, I just wasn't comforted.  However, everytime I opened my Bible or either of my two favorite devotion books; there was a passage that precisely addressed the situation.  It seems often, so many people appear to have it so together, while I still feel a bit scattered.  I am grateful, though; to have the wholeness and healing that I see the whole scattered picture.  The pieces may not all be in place yet, but I can see them, and I can see them coming together by the grace and Hand of El Shaddai!

As I spent much of this week in the garden and canning, I felt a sermon of preparation in the works.  I heard the passage "occupy until I return."  With that, of course, also the parable of the virgins, wise and foolish.  Sometimes we just can't see the whole picture in the same view.   I have a canning pictorial for a parable.

Through the process of preparation everything stacked in the drainer is "all over the kitchen" and it could be easy to lose sight of the goal or even wonder if I'm supposed to be doing what I'm doing, but . . . 

when I see this, I am assured that this part of my Master's plan.