For the last 3.3 years or so, my air has felt stale. Anxiety can have that effect on a person, shortening one breath after another, making you feel trapped. The Dastardly Thief likes to come and take things like our breath, our life, suffocating us like a sixteenth century corset. Between his nasty stifling tactics and my own fleshly, prideful detriments, walking in the Spirit seems an elusive concept. So, it's a good thing that walking in Him is a reality and not something theoretical. Oh, where would I be without the truth of His steadfast lovingkindness?!
I've been blogging about transition for what feels to me like a significant chapter in the story He's writing, so knowing that this is my last entry in this section for the foreseeable future is remarkably odd. Apparently, after a few months of house hopping and so many pleading questions, He has chosen to put the final period on what has been agonizingly beautiful in its unfolding. And His provision this time is no small feat. (Though really, is it ever?)
You see, He has provided a place for me to live. He has given me a bed on which to lay my head. He has given me two roommates who I am elated to get to love, even as I learn from Him what that means. He has extended His grace to even put it in an ideal location where I feel safe. He has put me where I will be able to work well from home. He has even given me as Audio Adrenaline would say, "a Big, Big, Yard, where we can play football" (or have campfires or parties and the like). And guess what? Barring any complications, I should be able to do my job FULL-TIME starting March 1st. It's going to mean lots of ergonomic adjustments and supernatural perseverance, but nothing beyond my God! A part of me is still grieving what feels like the loss of some dreams, but I trust this Master of mine, on Whose arms I can safely lean.
James knew what he was talking about because I just can't seem to stop praising the One who has once again proven faithful. My lungs finally feel able to inhale to their potential again, so praise I must:
He did so much in this season, more than I could write about and certainly more than I am even aware of. But I do know that if you find yourself in a time of transition, He is worthy of your trust. Worthy to cry out to. Worthy to cling to. Certainly Able to save you. Save you from every doubt, disappointment, disillusionment, discouragement and tendency to disdain. Willing to be your Peace, your Life, your Joy, your Treasure, your Home, your Satisfaction, your Everything. Don't be so foolish to think you can do any transition without your Lifeline, the One Who is Definitely Sovereign OVER IT, but also Completely Present IN IT.
I can fully and confidently guarantee He will NOT fail you. Not a single day. Not a single moment.