What Now? #NovemberBlogFest

Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.

Psalm 119:105

We’re here.

We have arrived in Germany. Jet lag has worn off. Life has begun to take rhythm and shape. So what now?

There are the obivious tasks like starting the application process for Paul’s visa, looking for a source of income, and I really need to buy a coat rack for our room.

Still, something inside keeps asking what’s next? What is it we are doing here which we wouldn’t be doing at home? Why is it God called us to this place at this time? Where are we to take direction from now?

What’s next God?

I don’t think He wants us to know. I think He is revealing just enough light to show us the few meters closest to us. He is just giving us a taste of what is to come, edging us along the precipice of faith and insanity with His coaxing voice.

And I am really trying to enjoy the view, but it is a little unnerving. Disgruntled fairies seem to whisper in my ear, “you’re nuts” every time I tell the story of how Paul and I ended up in Germany. We check our bank account we calculate just how much time we have left if there is no job in sight.We talk about setting up good boundries and how to survive this thing called “church.”

Still I know I am exactly where God wants me to be, so what’s next?

Discipline is next. Definitely not the regemented and severe -eins-zwei-eins-zwei which I am sure you are sterotyping Germany with. No, these are disciplines of the heart and of interacting with the Holy Spirit. The discipline of living a life aware and responsive to our God; of becoming nothing more than a stretch of skin over something which is greater than me.

The art of living satisfied in the glow of a lamp.

Learning this is next.