sI can’t explain all that these last six days have been for our family but suffice to say, “We’ve been at not only a beautiful place of abundant joy, but also a place of complete and utter dependence.”
When you receive a newborn on a Friday afternoon, nothing adequately prepares you for all the changes that come alongside that diaper bag and that car seat. Nothing. There is no wading in and getting your toes wet. There’s no slow saunter from the shallow end to the deep end. No. It’s just a cold, hard, fast jump from the high dive into the deep waters.
It’s been beautiful, friends, and it’s also been overwhelmingly NEW. And QUICK. And DEEP.
And with that NEW, and that QUICK, and that DEEP has come some serious re-orienting and re-adjusting to not only our home and our family life, but also to our schedules, our capacity, our goals, our expectations, our routines, our sleep patterns, our eating times…our EVERYTHING.
And though a majority of all the adjusting and changing has been smooth and sweet, it’s still been a transition; it’s still been a change. And I don’t know about you, but for me…transition requires trust. A whole lot of needy, dependent trust. And though I would like to say I have flawlessly trusted the Lord and relied on His all-sufficient power, I can’t say that. I just really can’t.
So as I was reading through some passages in Isaiah yesterday afternoon, I was struck by the situation of God’s people.
Quick summary: God’s people are in trouble, and they are looking for help.
See, I told you it would be quick.
And here is what some of the people did when they found themselves in this place (paraphrased passages from 30:1-2, 16; 31:1).
They carried out a plan, but not God’s.
They made an alliance, but not with the Spirit.
They went down to Egypt without asking for God’s direction.
They took refuge in the protection of Pharaoh.
They sought shelter in the shadow of Egypt.
They fled upon horses.
They went to Egypt for help.
They relied on their horses.
They trusted in their numerous chariots.
They trusted in their strong horsemen.
And here is what God said to what some of them did (paraphrased passages from 30:7,15; 31:1).
Egypt’s help is worthless and empty.
In returning to me and resting in me, you will be saved.
In quietness and in trust, you will have strength.
Woe to those who don’t look to the Holy One.
Woe to those who don’t consult the Lord.
The Egyptians are man and not God.
Horses are flesh and not the Spirit.
Now, trust me, the judgment upon God’s people and their looming-dooming destruction is NOT anything like receiving a newborn on a Friday afternoon. I get that. I admit that. But here’s what rang similar in my heart and soul as I read these passages.
When I face change, I can either run to Him…or I can not.
I can rest in His provision, or I can clamor and rely on that much-needed nap.
I can seek the shelter of an 8-hour night of sleep, or I can rest in His strength.
I can search for that schedule stability and battle for that secure routine, or I can safely dwell in His all-knowing omniscience.
I can trust in my ability to multi-task, or I can consult the Lord with my plans.
I can run for the approval of others, or I can turn my face heaven-ward.
I can reason in the recesses of my logical mind, or I can trust in the sovereignty of His almighty, perfect plans.
I can find security in the temporal, or I can find salvation in the eternal.
I can find rest in the finite, or I can find rescue in the infinite.
I ALWAYS, ALWAYS have two options.
And though there is nothing wrong with naps, routines, logic, and supportive affirmation from others, I cannot depend on finding true peace, quiet security, and forever rescue in those things. I just can’t.
In fact, Isaiah 33:2 summarizes my current need in such a beautiful and concise way that I want to pen it all over my mirrors, and all over my walls, and all over my arms.
I’ll personalize it for me, and you can do the same.
“O Lord, be gracious to [me]; [I] wait for you. Be [my] arm every morning; [my] salvation in the time of [transition] and trouble.”
Friends, I don’t know what you’re facing right now, but here’s what I do know:
We have a Savior who can be trusted in ALL times, in all transitions, and in all troubles.
Praise be to His name for He truly is our quiet peace, our secure dwelling, and our resting place!