Independence Day was last week. Our holiday destination of choice was a lovely get-together with our Chi Alpha family. I was really looking forward to it, knowing that in just a few short weeks we make yet another transition in the journey God has us on. Time to move on to different things. Time to begin to plow and plant the fields the Lord has laid before us. It's daunting at times to think about. I have no idea what's going to happen, how the road is going to turn, how the bills will be paid, how we're gonna make it to the end result. It's been a constant source of anxiety for me. (shocker, I know!)
As we were driving to our friend's house last Thursday for the festivities, my kids were in the back seat and they were very curious about where we were going. They were ready to get there and party! Swim in the creek? Yes! Eat food? Yes! Fireworks? Yes (well, until the little one heard them and was terrified). All the way there I heard, "Do you know how to get there?" "Are we at the house yet?" Over and over little questions came over the headrests until finally I hear, "Mommy, are you sure you know how to get to the house?" I had had enough by this point. So I turn around and say, "Yes, sweetie, we know how to get there. I have the directions. Can you just trust me to get you where you're going?"
Immediately, I hear in my spirit...Yeah, can't you just trust Me to get you where you're going?
How's that for a swift kick in the pants? When am I going to learn that lesson once and for all? What's not to trust about the most trustworthy of all? How can I doubt the provision of the One whose very Name means provider?
So maybe I should sit quietly in the back seat, trusting God that He knows where we are going and the right way to get there. Even when it doesn't make sense to me. Even when I feel like we've been traveling a little bit too long and I'm impatient and slightly uncomfortable. Maybe I'll even take a nap!