Heb. 3:14 We have come to share in Christ if we hold firmly till the end the confidence we had at first.
While my children are at camp and traveling with friends this week, I had the expectation that I would be working on my editor’s feedback from my books. What else would I be doing since God provided a week with no kids at home during the summer?
Some days do you wonder what in the world you are supposed to be doing? Actively waiting can be a challenge when you are use to a crazy schedule with 3 children. I admit I am addicted to the satisfaction I receive from productivity. If you could only see my Franklin Covey with all it’s check marks.
So yesterday, I set out to accomplish some goals of my own. Feeling like I was fighting a virus, I worked on my first talk/introduction to the books. I misspelled the word “gold” and spelled “golf” and I remembered the Open was on T.V. Needing a little R&R, I watched Woods win yet another title. When my husband came home we grilled out and relaxed together.
Today, I had planned on running a few errands accomplishing tasks that are easier without kids-ie haircuts, etc. The most important item on my list was to meet my artist to sign a contract and give her a check. First, I want to give you a little history of how we met. A sweet friend of mine from my small group from church kept telling me I needed to talk with a friend of hers that is an artist. We met one afternoon last fall to play volleyball with our kids, but there was no “spark” so to speak.
My sweet persistent friend insisted that we meet again. Later in January, the artist and I met for coffee. Now, 6 months later, we signed a contract and are blessed with a new friendship. I am as excited about seeing her work in my book as I am my efforts. We both have shared how neat it would be for God to help her find her new purpose, using her artistic ability, as I am discovering my purpose in writing.
As always it was refreshing to see her today. We reminisced of how God had provided the money to pay her the day after I committed to her an amount I did not have in my account. In May, after relinquishing my responsiblities with my MOMS group at church, the women (my sweet persistent small group friend was in on this) gathered a gift together for me as a ‘thank you.” I was given a beautiful gift basket with many fragrant items, which goes along with my book and five rolled up Ben Franklins! These moments remembering what God has done restores our faith and our confidence in Him. As we share in Christ, if we hold firmly to the end the confidence we had at first, we will get to His destination for us.
Right after leaving my artist’s home, would you believe my sweet persistent small group friend pulled up beside me at the stop light?! Immediately, a horn honked as we were trying to greet one another. My spirit was irritated at the impatient driver, but my cell phone rang within a few seconds. It was my friend from the other car. After I shared with her that I had paid my artist, she said, “It’s affirmation that we ran into each other this morning! God is saying, “Good job, girls!” You see, God had weaved our lives together for such a time as this, so perfectly with a little persistence and He tops it off with a blessing of each other’s presence. We all believed with confidence God had brought us together for His purpose. I completed His task today with a sense of accomplishment. Of course, I came home to soak it all in and write it in my journal.