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My Pile of Rocks...

2/24/2015

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I have to be honest…..I am currently reading in the Old Testatement and think to myself "These Israelites are a bunch of idiots!!"  I mean seriously, they were witnesses to all the plagues that the Lord set before Pharaoh…they were a witness to Moses parting the Red Sea….they saw manna fall from the sky….and so on and so on yet  it tells us several times "they grumbled against the Lord."  They said they thought it would be better had they died in Egypt as opposed to being where they were.  And where they were was a place where God took the form of a cloud to guide them by day and by fire at night.  He was as physically present with them as any other time.  

Many of you are aware by now that our family will be returning to the States this year.  We have prayed hard over this and feel this chapter of our lives sadly coming to a close.  The journey it took to get us here is the same as the Old Testament Israelites to me.  We had our Red Sea moments and witnessed first hand the amazing power of God in situations we thought were "too much for God."  We saw Him work things out so perfectly in His timing and in His way….better than we could have ever planned ourselves.

Yet as we begin this new journey in our lives and don't have all the answers at the moment, I start to have those thoughts of "Why did God bring us all the way to South Africa just to return to the US with nothing, without a plan, without any clue where we will live or work or send our kids to school."  I have my moments of human doubt where I want to begin planning and seeking my own plans, you know, just in case God doesn't show up.

In Joshua, chapter 4, he has each tribe bring a stone from the Jordan (where it was dry in order for them to cross over) and place it where they are as a memorial to their children, as a witness to what the Lord did that day for the Israelites.  

Some days I know I forget about my pile of rocks.  I forgot about all the moments in my Christian life where God showed up in some amazing ways.  I seem to forget all the times He carried me in situations that I could have never handled on my own.  I forget the times He allowed me to fall only to find I was closer to Him than ever before.

In these days of darkness….glorious darkness of having to completely rely on Him again to light our path…to show us HIS way for our lives….I know I can rest on my pile of rocks….piles of His faithfulness and love.

I do ask that you pray for us.  Pray that we will continue to seek His plan…His path…His purpose and that we not forget our pile of rocks and panic when we don't seem to know any answers.

Brooke
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