As I sit here and contemplate the day, life, and what is going on around me, I watch our beautiful daughter sleeping.
She’s starting to stir and wake up, preparing herself for her day, none the wiser to the world and what is going on outside of her little world.
I think about my friends and family that have serious life struggles. I think about the world and the many different areas of uncertainty that loom around us. From the epidemic heroin addiction that is ravaging our society, to the never ending storms, fires, and numerous other disasters that never seem to cease making the headlines.
I think about the future our little girl has. What will be here for her? What will she have to deal with? Will she be prepared, will she be strong enough, will she live well?
I think about the Truth. I think about the Word of God. I think about my faith. I think about my position in this house.
I think about my shortcomings, my doubt, my sin.
I think about my sons, who are decades ahead of their sister.
He is the same yesterday, today, and will be the same tomorrow. He is unchanging in the midst of His forever changing and decaying creation.
Jesus: the way, the truth, the life. The Word made flesh. The light. Living Water. Food that sustains. He is shelter. He is our all in all, in a world that has nothing to offer towards our eternity.
There was a time in my life where I had no hope, and only pain and despair. I focused on the things of the world, money, relationships, things, all of which I have none of from years gone by. Not in the capacity they were intended anyhow.
Shiloh’s Farm has taught me so much about myself, about life, and about Jesus.
I have learned to let go of the plans that I have established, and allow God’s plan to manifest.
I have learned that we as humans constantly try and build the tower of Babel. In all things. Mostly in the way we over manage, change, manipulate, and work this thing called life around us. We try and play god. A gross mistake.
I have learned about Jesus and that He is present everywhere in this farm. From the animals and their character, and how they are used to shape me, in the midst of my care of them. And that when we let Him work, things go much smoother, than if I try and make things work. Schedules, priorities, all belong to Him. It is my job to pay attention to what He is saying and what He is doing and to do likewise.
He has met me in His Word. He has met me in prayer. He has met me in studies.
I do not believe in coincidence, so when there is an aspect of any of theses things that positively impact my life by giving confirmation, rebuking, building up, and/or guiding, it is from Him.
So, in the midst of all of life’s uncertainties, one thing is certain: