I jotted this passage in my journal on August 31, along with a personal reflection:
"It is easy to be proud when you are plotting out your plans for accomplishing great things - but it is going to take a lot of patience to work through the inevitable setbacks and frustrations to get there. And the fruit of your labor is better than the mere dream of it. Things may not go as you plan, though. It could be that the Lord's ultimate goal is different than your dream. He wants character in you that is humble (recognizing his control, not ours) and enduring (able to withstand the tests) and kind to the people you meet along the way. And the future will unfold, the story will be told, even if it seems "crooked" and meandering."
Looking back a few meandering
months later, I am glad for the encouragement of my own words. I need
them right now in the middle of my life, in my crooked times. Isn't that one of
the beauties of keeping a journal? I can write courage and wisdom into my
own future. The story does unfold, but it isn't always clear or pleasant as it
happens. We don't always know what will happen next, but whatever it is,
we will need strength and grace. The same day I wrote that journal entry,
I started reading Luci Shaw's book Breath
for the Bones: Art, Imagination, and Spirit: Reflections on Creativity and
Faith, which I have also mentioned in my posts Ivory
and Gray and Is
My Head in the Clouds? This quote made it into my journal a few
pages later:
"We try, in the moment, to make sense out of what may often seem horrifying, incongruous, paradoxical, irrelevant, and absurd, while retaining a kind of eschatological hope that God's order, peace, design, and glory will fill all the spaces in our widely scattered personal and cosmic jigsaw puzzles."
I am glad for the encouragement of her words, too. Jigsaw puzzle indeed.
Thanksgiving is in two days. In light of that, I will say that I am grateful that God is in control, whatever happens, and that I know I am growing and enduring in ways I had not imagined before. I am also very mindful of the kindness of family and friends.
Joy and peace to you,
Virginia Knowles
Oops, I guess it's been almost three months, not four! Oh well, I'll fix it later when I'm on a real computer!
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