" A step in the right direction"
When I was a young boy and up through my teens I was a member of the Boy’s Brigade, a Christian organisation dedicated first and foremost to the advancement of Christ’s kingdom among boys. From I was eleven when I moved up to the brigade proper, I attended a Sunday morning bible class. One of the hymns I found most challenging even at this age had the following words: I would not with swift winged zeal on the world’s errands go, and labour up the heavenly hill with weary feet and slow. As the Holy Spirit began His work in my life in my late teens, so these words began to increasingly challenge my thoughts at times, though with all the confidence of the young I just knew, like a lot of other things “it would never happen to me”. I woke this morning and being Saturday, had time to waken and doze and repeat the process again and again, however I found my mind turning this thought over and over so I thought I would Blog it.
You see I had my 58th birthday a couple of weeks back and I got to spend it with two of my very best friends in the entire world, Carl and of course my lovely wife and companion in life’s journey Iris.(who says she is much younger) My normal working life, if you can call it that, is closer to the end than the beginning an so I have found myself doing a little bit of stock taking. By the way melancholy, I am told, is a very Celtic trait. You see life lately has increasingly found ways to concentrate the thought patterns of both Iris and myself, little pebbles in the path, some round that simply remind you of their existence, but then there have been a few sharp ones that are a bit painful to walk over. It reminds me of the traffic jam I need to pass through each morning on my journey to Belfast, it’s called the Sydenham By-pass, or maybe more appropriately “car park” and it can take almost 15 minutes to travel the short couple of miles of it’s length. Mind you, the most irritating thing for me is that the local radio station usually broadcasts a traffic report just as I enter the turmoil telling me that traffic is busy on the By-pass. Isn’t life a bit like that at times when some well meaning friend alerts you the mess that you are already trying to walk through.
Getting back to this morning, and my thoughts about my life, the result of my deliberations is simply relying on God’s provision, to press on through my current circumstances and to trust that Father will as in times before bring times of refreshing and a little rest beside the still waters of Psalm 23.
How about you today? Are you in a season of skipping, jumping excitedly along the path with Jesus or perhaps resting, like John, with your head on the master’s bosom? No, well if you are like me finding that you need to be a little bit more focused in your determination to finish the race well. Remember Jesus promised that He would never leave us or forsake us and with your head held high and renewed zeal; take another step in the right direction.
Go in peace, journey in His mercy, and perhaps we’ll meet again along the way soon.
Love Tom & Iris
You see I had my 58th birthday a couple of weeks back and I got to spend it with two of my very best friends in the entire world, Carl and of course my lovely wife and companion in life’s journey Iris.(who says she is much younger) My normal working life, if you can call it that, is closer to the end than the beginning an so I have found myself doing a little bit of stock taking. By the way melancholy, I am told, is a very Celtic trait. You see life lately has increasingly found ways to concentrate the thought patterns of both Iris and myself, little pebbles in the path, some round that simply remind you of their existence, but then there have been a few sharp ones that are a bit painful to walk over. It reminds me of the traffic jam I need to pass through each morning on my journey to Belfast, it’s called the Sydenham By-pass, or maybe more appropriately “car park” and it can take almost 15 minutes to travel the short couple of miles of it’s length. Mind you, the most irritating thing for me is that the local radio station usually broadcasts a traffic report just as I enter the turmoil telling me that traffic is busy on the By-pass. Isn’t life a bit like that at times when some well meaning friend alerts you the mess that you are already trying to walk through.
Getting back to this morning, and my thoughts about my life, the result of my deliberations is simply relying on God’s provision, to press on through my current circumstances and to trust that Father will as in times before bring times of refreshing and a little rest beside the still waters of Psalm 23.
How about you today? Are you in a season of skipping, jumping excitedly along the path with Jesus or perhaps resting, like John, with your head on the master’s bosom? No, well if you are like me finding that you need to be a little bit more focused in your determination to finish the race well. Remember Jesus promised that He would never leave us or forsake us and with your head held high and renewed zeal; take another step in the right direction.
Go in peace, journey in His mercy, and perhaps we’ll meet again along the way soon.
Love Tom & Iris
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