Just a couple more days until study leave and then Conference. Breathe and type. Breathe and type...
"I ask for the desire to pray and meditate faithfully. I ask for patience, tolerance, empathy, compassion, and gentleness. I ask to abstain from anger, arrogance, anxiety, compulsive behaviour, discouragement, and self-importance. I ask to know and follow Jesus more closely, seeking justice, loving kindness, and walking humbly."
12Now the Lord said to Abram, ‘Go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that I will show you. 2I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you, and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing. 3I will bless those who bless you, and the one who curses you I will curse; and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.’*
4 So Abram went, as the Lord had told him; and Lot went with him. Abram was seventy-five years old when he departed from Haran.
1) "...I will bless you;" "...make your name great;" "...you will be a blessing;" "...all the families of the earth shall be blessed;" "...seventy-five years old;"
2) My first thought is to when I first decided to try seminary. I was NOT going to be a minister. Neither was I going to be gay or live in rural Canada ever again, Edmonton had been more rural than enough rural experience for me. I remember sitting in the middle of my apartment in Cloverdale, where I lived at the time and sorting through all my worldly goods, which were few enough at the time, deciding what was going with me to live in a bedroom just off campus. I remember a great heap of paper that I'd hauled with me from Edmonton where I'd done my undergrad studies. I sorted every piece of paper from every file. I got my entire undergraduate degree down to a single box for storage. That box went with me to a small village of 325 people in rural Saskatchewan after I was ordained as a minister, and then to Brandon, Manitoba. But there it remained. It got sorted again when I picked up my life from Brandon to return to the coast to be closer to my queer community. I think I have a single file folder left. I even left most of my library in Brandon. Over and over again, I've heard a call to leave everything behind. It doesn't get any easier. What am I being called to leave behind now so I can "Go from my country?"
3) What is the invitation in all this? To remember that I've "gone from my country" before, and I'm so grateful that I did. I'm so grateful for who and what I've become by going "to the land God has shown me." God leads me exactly to where I lease want to be and yet to where I am most happy and fulfilled!
"Holy One, thank you."
Breathprayer: "Go... I will show you."