The other day I was driving home and passed a very old man in a very dapper suit on his bicycle. I had a small giggle to myself because instead of bicycle clips he had used clothes pegs to keep his trousers from catching in the bicycle chain and becoming dirty. After my little giggle I told myself off and starting thinking about how many things we put off doing because we are too worried about other people opinions. This old guy’s clothes pegs were doing an excellent job and he would certainly arriving looking smart, wherever he was going, even though he wasn’t using the ‘correct’ equipment.
James 2:1 My dear friends, don’t let public opinion influence how you live out our glorious, Christ-originated faith. (Message version)
How much of my life do I hold back from living due to fear of other people’s thoughts and reactions? Does the fear of judgement hinder the fullness of the life that Jesus wants us to live?
Galatians 2:6 As for those who seemed to be important–whatever they were makes no difference to me; God does not judge by external appearance–those men added nothing to my message.
Help me to not fear the judgement of others are embrace life and God fully.
I am so glad that Ramos is back from his long journey through Southern Africa, but he came back exhausted, sick and skinny after only two weeks of being away. He hadn’t or slept properly trying to sort out all the problems at home (Malawi) and carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. It is really by God’s mercy and friends’ prayers that Ramos came home safely towing the broken trailor. He was stopped by police to check immigration status, finger printed to check for outstanding warrants and the break lights on the broken trailor tested – but no one seemed to notice that his trailer was held together by string!
Anyway he got home safe and later that day took very sick – his boss drove him home and as he was trying to climb out of the car promptly vomited on my shoes. The weight of the world caught up on him. We put him to bed for a day and today a few days later he is much better.
I took my wedding vows twice – once in English & once in Chichewa – so I definitely promised him that I would be with him in sickness & health. So far we have been blessed with health, so sickness is new. But in a time of crisis, as my husband bears up the world and our family on his shoulders, the best thing I can do is to bear him up – in prayer and practical care.
Proverbs 31:25 She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.
Right now I need to be strong to support Ramos – not to be overwhelmed and to love him, even when he is sick on my shoes.
I have been thinking about cell phones – are they a good thing or a bad thing? Ramos has been travelling very slowly back from Malawi, due to a dodgy tailor, and his cell phone is out of battery so I have to wait for him to call me. When he passed through Zimbabwe we were out of touch for more than 24 hours – of course my mind went through all kinds of disasters and accidents that befell him to the point that I was beside myself when he called. How did the wives of yore – or at least 10 years ago – manage without cell phones to keep in touch with their travelling hubby?
Perhaps the cell phone has actually made us insecure- it is reassuring when you call & someone answers but when they don’t answer your mind starts to panic and invent reasons.
A Psalm that has brought me comfort when I’m homesick can also bring me comfort when my husband is far from me:
Psalms 139:7-10 Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, 10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
Lord, as I trust you to know about my life help me to know that even when Ramos is out of cell phone range he is never out of your sight.
Ramos is delayed in Mozambique dealing with police paperwork to de-register our truck – this means that he is 2 days later than I expected. I hate waiting and I hate being late.
How do you get to the stage were you are at peace with waiting? I get panicky when there are delays, but they are out of my hands so what does my stressing achieve other than tormenting myself? But how do you get to the stage were you can just it go?
Colossians 3:12 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.
How do you clothe yourself in patience? It sounds like patience is not a gift bestowed upon us but a choice. Lord help me to put on patience today.
I’m trying to figue out how this blogging thing works. I figure with all my thoughts in my head it would be good to speak them out loud, even if God is the only one listening!
Today I’m trying hard to be peaceful and not to worry about things I have no control over – my husband is meant to be driving down from Malawi today & he has set off late – I’m Irish and compulsively early, he is Malawian and usually late! Trying to leave it in God’s hands…