House hunting – two words which can usher in a whole lotta stress. As you travel from domain to domain in search of the perfect fit for your family, sometimes discouragement has a tendency to creep in. Especially when you have seen 26 houses in just five short weeks – God love our realtor’s heart! Nonetheless, it is difficult to settle when your mind and heart are finicky, and you are terrified of making the wrong choice. What should be a time of excitement and fun with your spouse turns into frustration and unrest. But yesterday, my Father arrested my racing thoughts and calmed me with Psalm 37.
There is so much comfort in trusting Him to lead the way. Deciding to find my delight centered in His truth and grace brings a new joy and a hope that will never leave me ashamed.
Taking refuge in the mercy of His omniscient way wraps my mind in a warm blanket of heavenly peace, and rest fills my soul full.
Teaching me to wait proves to be a full-time job for Him, I’m sure, because I have this crazy tendency to be impatient. But, isn’t it just like the Potter to use everyday things in life to mold us to be more malleable ?!
This same Potter holds the clay, always. And, because He holds the keys to the Kingdom, why would I ever fret about an earthly home? He holds those keys too.
Life will forever be filled with “house hunting” type lessons, nevertheless, resting in the same hands that hold the heavens and me is more than enough to bring calm.