My monthly Southern Living magazine arrived in the mail today. It’s the November issue and “Thanksgiving Southern Style” is emblazoned on the cover with images of a pumpkin cheesecake, pear dumplings and beautiful seasonal floral arrangements. The table is set with an elegant crystal cake stand and gold-rimmed china and crystal on a classic white tablecloth. Memories from my formative years in the South leapt from the past to the present as I gazed at the magazine cover. In an instant, I was homesick!
Sorting Out Me From Him
After several moments of reflection, I realized I was homesick for what once was and what I thought my life would be. Over the past weeks, I’ve been trying to discern the desires of my heart from the desires the Lord has given me. It’s tough going at times when you’ve carried certain dreams with you so long that you can’t separate your desires from the Lord’s. That’s the lesson the Lord has been teaching me lately, sorting out me from Him. We are separate and yet one. My flesh cohabitating with His Holy Spirit. The Lord has been trying to get me to see His path for me, and it’s not the path my flesh has created. My self-made path was littered with unmet expectations and discontent.
The lump of melancholy in my heart was abruptly dislodged by the comments of a wise older women. She said, “You know you’re serving in the flesh when you’re serving with two companions…stress and anxiety.” Read More