It is the smaller things in life, the practical ones, I’ve adhered to; ones so simple that others take for granted in this thirsty for more culture.
Stretched upon my duvet cover to write this post, before the world pollutes my thinking, I sit here humbled by the blessings God has bestowed on me.
Within four walls of blue and in this tiny corner of light, many hearts have shown love and grace, as I continue on this path Christ has laid out. A journey that started on mission, turned a corner toward purpose, last August, which has led me here. Here, where I take up the square footage of a horse stall, and where in the surrender to Christ, I accept what He has provided. This isn’t to say that I don’t want; oh trust me, I do want and much at that. But right now that wouldn’t be conducive to where God has me.
“All I have needed Thy hand hath provided,
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!” Chris Rice
My physical and spiritual space of life consist within the hands of God. Physically, I live a practical life, that of which, whatever objects don’t fit in my car, are meaningless. Thus, whatever isn’t already provided, do I really need? The word need, did you catch that? We all have needs; food in our bellies, clothes on our backs, and a roof over our heads. Simple needs, often taken for granted. Often, over looked. Often, seen as wants. Yet, I assure you those are basic needs for survival.
As I stated before, I have wants. But dwelling on them pulls me into a culture that chases after more and isn’t content on what it has. I get pulled there often, found drooling over an object that I don’t necessarily need, but want. The question is how long will I want it. Will it last for years, me still engaged with its function, or within months be found sitting on a shelf collecting dust.
It is difficult to stay within the confines of need when inundated by wants.
Spiritually, I am a daughter of the King Jesus Christ. And though I am lured by the things of this world that go against God, I am drawn back to God by the commitment I have with Him. I live on a balance beam trying to walk as Christ walked, while juggling how to respond to the lures in my daily life.
“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. (Pslam 23:1)”
I have found that when I seek the Kingdom of God, I am no longer wanting, and satisfied with what I have; my focus is on Christ, not on myself. My eyes are opened and I see that I am provided for, in the simplest of forms. I am surrendered to the Provider, captivated and consumed by His wisdom and guidance; living in faith, joy, love, hope, and trust, relying on His provisions. I am evermore free of the confinement of worldly ideas, as Jesus fights on my behalf in the spiritual realm, while I rest in the room of plenty.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matthew 6:25-34)”