God is faithful, Christ is faithful… It’s the theme of the day.
Hebrews 3:6, “But Christ is faithful as the Son over God’s house. And we are his house, if indeed we hold firmly to our confidence and the hope in which we glory” (NIV).
We… are… God’s… house…
Well, thank goodness, because the truth is, friends, there is a moving truck sitting in front of my physical house, right now, and I am a little lost.
It’s not the stuff. Stuff is overrated.
I am a far cry from a hoarder (in fact, I get the urge to purge material belongings on, at least, an annual basis), but seven people collect a lot of things, apparently just by being alive! I do admit that I have my share of possessions that I cannot seem to relinquish, because they have sentimental value:
The crib (which has long since failed to meet the ever-changing safety requirements for actual babies… it’s almost 17 years old, after all…)
The chairs my ‘Paw’ refinished (on which no one can actually sit… but I can see him in them…)
The dining set that we haven’t used in almost four years, but that I hope will one day fit in our home again, because I like to eat together, and it’s big enough…
As much as I am trending toward minimalistic living; I can’t quite purge it all…
Honestly, there is some trepidation for me when it comes to putting things in storage. Sometimes life circumstances that are supposed to be temporary go on for far longer than one might expect. As an example, we moved into this particular house in October of 2013. We planned to live here for three months. Go ahead. Do the math.
James 4 isn’t part of the daily office, today, but it’s pulling on my heartstrings:
“Now listen, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.’ Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, ‘If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that’” (v. 13-15).
A year ago, I never could have imagined the possibilities that are before me now. I suppose it will be the same when another year passes. This doesn’t mean we stop making plans or give up on dreams or don’t wish for anything at all, but life is unpredictable. Good things happen. Terrible things happen. Random things happen. God stays faithful.
And so, I honestly have no idea where I will make ‘my house’ next. But I will be God’s.