There isn't really as much time as you may think. You can not plan your lives as if you will have forever to do the things that you dream about doing. You don't have time to wait for the right moment to speak the Gospel into someones life who doesn't know the Love that Jesus has for them. We never know when this time, our time will end and our opportunities to changes lives will be no more.
Think about where you are at now. think about how many times you have planned things for the future. Reflect on how many times you have not spoken the Gospel to someone, not spoken Truth into their lives because the time was not right. Also, do not many of us plan on Ministry opportubities for the future. thinking that when our schedule lightens up that we will have more time to have or participate in a small group, more time to volunteer.
Of course Jesus will understand, you and I are just too busy today to take advantage of the opportunities He has made for us. For goodness sakes, He has put me right where He wants me so I don't have to do anything else. I can just do "this" until He moves me to do something else. Do you think that we all are going to get a moment like Moses or Noah when our time of action comes?
Jesus is working in our lives every minute. The Spirit is in us every second that we breathe. If we acknowledge it or not we are living in the midsts of our Lord and Savior right now. So why not trust His work in us and make every moment a God moment? The answer is that we don't trust that we are equipped enough at this moment to do anything worth while for Him. how untrue that is. How Satan has lied to us and convinced us that the the Spirit within us just isn't enough to get the job done.
It's a lie! You are equipped enough at this moment to handle anything now that comes your way. Maybe it is not building an Ark, but whatever opportunity it is now, you can handle now. Don't think that He does not know what your strengths and weaknesses are. Don't think that you will be alone and not able to handle what is before you. Don't think that the Lords timing is off a bit and He just doesn't know you welll enough. Trust Him!
We walk with the living God. We have the Spirit within us, to strengthen us and counsol us. Jesus has our back and that is all that you should need to know as you step out every minute in faith. Don't fool yourself into thinking that the time is not right, or that you can do something another time because then you are in essence saying to the God that His timing is not perfect, that He may have gotten you wrong, or the situation wrong.
Step in Faith always. Know that His timing is perfect and that every moment you have is time for you to speak and act and be a Christian and preach the Gospel to others. If you think anything different from that, if you believe that you will have time later, you are wrong and you are cheating God from the opportunity for you to Glorify Him in this moment.
Put on your calendar toady and everyday that you will "Work for God Toady" as a remindeer that there is no day better then this one to Glorify Him.
First time in Afghanistan as a civilian contractor under a one year contract. I have been brought here by God and intend to speak the Gospel of Christ however I can.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
A Whole Lot of Nothing to Write
I don't know why but I am truly struggling with writing now that I am home. Maybe this is the "writers block" that happens occasionally. Maybe I am "not in the Spirit" or He's not in me! maybe I just am comfortable being home and my heart is not in that continual fellowship with the Lord as it is when I am back in Afghanistan. What ever the reason I am laboring to write even the briefest of words.
I find when this happens it is best just for me to write. Even to write about not being able to write. to jsut allow myself to flush my thoughts out about the nothingness of my thoughts and thus fullfilling my need to write everyday. Yes I need to write everyday, it has become part of my routine and i feel now obligated to do so.
Maybe that I am home now I feel as if there is no one to write to. You all are here and I am with you so what would be the point of writing anything. Wrong thought. The point of writing is that I feel the need to relate my experiences into the Christian Life. To give insight that no other would have unless I wrote it as I am the only one who experiences my point of view the way that I do. Therefore my circumstance, being in Afghanistan, and my walk with the Lord are unique and therefore offer something to you the reader that you can get nowhere else.
So Why do I struggle? I think it is because comfort sinks back in quickly. This scares me, yes, scares me. I don't want to lose my relationship with the Lord so easily. I don't want to have comforts that will draw me away from Him so quickly. I almost think it is a litmus test of the depth of my faith. How shallow am I that a few comforts would change my soul so readily. Does this happen to anyone else? Do we quickly trade in our dependance on Jesus for a the comforts of home.
Of course we do, of course I do. I am as failed as any other person. I readily trade in the best thing that I could have, Jesus, for temporary comforts now. Isn't this the heart of our disobediance to Him, the heart of our sin? Not that I am sinning, well not a big sin, but I certainly am placing things before Him. I am making small idols that I will worship before I worship Him. I am sinning in this the same as if I murdered someone.
The Christian walk is difficult. Boy it sure is more difficult staying on the narrow path at home then in Afghanistan. It is probably even why the American Church is dying in a sense, because we just have so much in our way. We just have too many things to look at besides Jesus Christ as our example. I read Luke 4 today and here we see the Temptation of Jesus by Satan. At the base case Satan attempts to give Him things other than the things of God. Satan offers attractive alternatives to what is really important in Christ's life. The American Dream is the same offer to us.
If I am going to be successful in this life I must not search for the American Dream. I must not get caught up in this trap that Satan has laid out for me and you, to be comfortable and have all that we need. We must remain only focussed on the ultimate comfort that God offers us through faith in Jesus Christ. We must think of the final outcome over the temporary solution.
I had a whole lot of nothing to write today when I started this. I wrote alot. I pray that my life does not become empty with all the material things that can take up the space that only Christ should occupy.
I find when this happens it is best just for me to write. Even to write about not being able to write. to jsut allow myself to flush my thoughts out about the nothingness of my thoughts and thus fullfilling my need to write everyday. Yes I need to write everyday, it has become part of my routine and i feel now obligated to do so.
Maybe that I am home now I feel as if there is no one to write to. You all are here and I am with you so what would be the point of writing anything. Wrong thought. The point of writing is that I feel the need to relate my experiences into the Christian Life. To give insight that no other would have unless I wrote it as I am the only one who experiences my point of view the way that I do. Therefore my circumstance, being in Afghanistan, and my walk with the Lord are unique and therefore offer something to you the reader that you can get nowhere else.
So Why do I struggle? I think it is because comfort sinks back in quickly. This scares me, yes, scares me. I don't want to lose my relationship with the Lord so easily. I don't want to have comforts that will draw me away from Him so quickly. I almost think it is a litmus test of the depth of my faith. How shallow am I that a few comforts would change my soul so readily. Does this happen to anyone else? Do we quickly trade in our dependance on Jesus for a the comforts of home.
Of course we do, of course I do. I am as failed as any other person. I readily trade in the best thing that I could have, Jesus, for temporary comforts now. Isn't this the heart of our disobediance to Him, the heart of our sin? Not that I am sinning, well not a big sin, but I certainly am placing things before Him. I am making small idols that I will worship before I worship Him. I am sinning in this the same as if I murdered someone.
The Christian walk is difficult. Boy it sure is more difficult staying on the narrow path at home then in Afghanistan. It is probably even why the American Church is dying in a sense, because we just have so much in our way. We just have too many things to look at besides Jesus Christ as our example. I read Luke 4 today and here we see the Temptation of Jesus by Satan. At the base case Satan attempts to give Him things other than the things of God. Satan offers attractive alternatives to what is really important in Christ's life. The American Dream is the same offer to us.
If I am going to be successful in this life I must not search for the American Dream. I must not get caught up in this trap that Satan has laid out for me and you, to be comfortable and have all that we need. We must remain only focussed on the ultimate comfort that God offers us through faith in Jesus Christ. We must think of the final outcome over the temporary solution.
I had a whole lot of nothing to write today when I started this. I wrote alot. I pray that my life does not become empty with all the material things that can take up the space that only Christ should occupy.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Just Drawing a Blank
I am just drawing a blank today.
Today I am just a ship on a dead still water. Floating and waitingt for the slightest wind to blow. At these times the anticipation of something to come is the focal point. Every minute of stillness feels like an hour. In the dead still every thought is held captive and we feel alone and helpless.
Today I will wait in this stillness. Prepare for the wind.
God does not always move us to action, sometimes He casues us to stay right where we are and wait on Him. He wants us to reflect and wait. To be in the stillness and prepare for Him to move us again.
Today I am just a ship on a dead still water. Floating and waitingt for the slightest wind to blow. At these times the anticipation of something to come is the focal point. Every minute of stillness feels like an hour. In the dead still every thought is held captive and we feel alone and helpless.
Today I will wait in this stillness. Prepare for the wind.
God does not always move us to action, sometimes He casues us to stay right where we are and wait on Him. He wants us to reflect and wait. To be in the stillness and prepare for Him to move us again.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
See How Life Starts to Get In the Way
Today my post is probably the latest hat it has ever been. Normally, from Afghanistan, I am writing it as you all are going to bed and that allows me plenty of time to reflect and find what I will areite about.
This morning I slept in a bit, I woke at 06:00 at the same time the kids get up. I have been spending the last few early mornings awake around 0200 or 0300 for a while until I am able to fall back asleep, so today was good for me in a sense. Once awake however then I am involved in getting the kids ready for school. Something that I have not done in a while and something that I am not practiced at so much.
Anyway to be brief, i guess my anxiety raises up a bit and therefore my efforts to help don't always go over so well. Combine this with my sleep pattern and everything else that goes on and then you have a morning that didn't go so well. Not that I lost control but just that uneasy tension that just puts a bad spin on the morning. Definately not something that I thought about having happen when i was still dreaming about coming home for a visit.
These things are reality however in our lives. nothing will ever be perfect as long as we live on this earth. We will never have everything in such harmony that there won't be something that gives us adversity. many times, and I know this for me, it is because my expectations of something are different then what the possible outcome can be. For instance, that each morning will be like the Sound of Music while I am home. Impossible, however i expected that it should be.
This I believe is what our lives involve in many instances. Our disapointments, our struggles come from what we expect to be differing from what really is. Our sin is a result many times of this. We place other things in the way of Gods plans for us. we step to our own drum instead of listening for what God have us do.
I guess in a sense the difference in being in Afghanistan and being here is that here more of life will begin to get in my way. There is more going on, more influences in everyones life that then start to effect the things around us. My children have their stress, Catherine has hers and I have mine and all of this begins to draw each of us away from what we should be focussed on, loving each other as christ loves us.
Today life got in my way. I began to feel things as they used to effect me. I have begun to slip a little into the business and into false expectations of others and the things around me. Satan can use this very well to create in us anxiety and other emotions that are not Holy and good and that just add to the sin that we find ourselves in so often.
Lord, move in me in a way that allows me not to have false expectations of the world around me. Let me focus on you Lord and only react in Love and understanding to the adversity that is around.
This morning I slept in a bit, I woke at 06:00 at the same time the kids get up. I have been spending the last few early mornings awake around 0200 or 0300 for a while until I am able to fall back asleep, so today was good for me in a sense. Once awake however then I am involved in getting the kids ready for school. Something that I have not done in a while and something that I am not practiced at so much.
Anyway to be brief, i guess my anxiety raises up a bit and therefore my efforts to help don't always go over so well. Combine this with my sleep pattern and everything else that goes on and then you have a morning that didn't go so well. Not that I lost control but just that uneasy tension that just puts a bad spin on the morning. Definately not something that I thought about having happen when i was still dreaming about coming home for a visit.
These things are reality however in our lives. nothing will ever be perfect as long as we live on this earth. We will never have everything in such harmony that there won't be something that gives us adversity. many times, and I know this for me, it is because my expectations of something are different then what the possible outcome can be. For instance, that each morning will be like the Sound of Music while I am home. Impossible, however i expected that it should be.
This I believe is what our lives involve in many instances. Our disapointments, our struggles come from what we expect to be differing from what really is. Our sin is a result many times of this. We place other things in the way of Gods plans for us. we step to our own drum instead of listening for what God have us do.
I guess in a sense the difference in being in Afghanistan and being here is that here more of life will begin to get in my way. There is more going on, more influences in everyones life that then start to effect the things around us. My children have their stress, Catherine has hers and I have mine and all of this begins to draw each of us away from what we should be focussed on, loving each other as christ loves us.
Today life got in my way. I began to feel things as they used to effect me. I have begun to slip a little into the business and into false expectations of others and the things around me. Satan can use this very well to create in us anxiety and other emotions that are not Holy and good and that just add to the sin that we find ourselves in so often.
Lord, move in me in a way that allows me not to have false expectations of the world around me. Let me focus on you Lord and only react in Love and understanding to the adversity that is around.
Monday, October 4, 2010
The Simple Things/
This morning I will be able to get the kids up so they can get ready for school. I have been able to wake them on several occasions via the phone but that is just not the same. Being able to rub their backs and poke them a bit if needed sure beats a phone to the ear any day. This seems like a simple thing but the simple things are what I missed the most while I have been away.
The simple things are also what we take for granted most during our regular lives also. We don't see something like waking the kids up as special. We don't see how playing a game or sitting at the table to eat dinner can be something so treasured. We just pass it off as the routine and don't think twice about it, until it is gone from our lives.
In our lives now we try to plan special moments in to it to highlight the mundane. We have a dinner out or an overnight trip with our spouse so that this event can be recorded as something worth while and outside of the norm for us. Why not look to the regular occurances of life as special. Why don't we realize that the simple act of waking a child is a moment that can be treasured?
I think it is because our nature always craves more. We expect to be stimulated by something different everyday. Our culture feeds this to us with the commercials and advertisments, new a special offers. It has developed into this perpetual disatisfaction with the things we have.
So back to waking the kids. I realize that in a week or so I will return to Afghanistan and my opportunity will be gone again for this activity. I also realize that everyday that I am away is one more that I have lost with them. Also that the possibility that I may never be able to do this with them again. All of a sudden the routine becomes important in my heart. Circumstance changes and I see with new eyes the value of what before was the mudane.
So could we not all move back to a place where we see the value and pleasure in the simple things in life. Could we not reduce the noise that keeps us so inatentive to the simple so that we could slow down and enjoy just waking the kids up, or sitting for a meal with our families. What would it take but a change of our own hearts to place the simple things in life back into a place of importance to us. Just some effort I believe. Just a look with new eyes is all.
Try these glasses on. What if you could never again touch the warm back of your child and rub it as you say to them it is time to get up? How important would it become if today was the last time you could see their little eyes open slowly with a soft moan of disgust as their sleep was interupted. Look through these glasses today and see that the most important thing for you to have in your life is the opportunity to enjoy the simpleset moments of that life.
Rfelect opon all of the things you do today and ask, what if this was gone, how would it make me feel. What would I do if I no longer had this in my life? Examine the feeling, be honest and see if that thing should be moved up or down on the importance scale of your life.
The simple things are also what we take for granted most during our regular lives also. We don't see something like waking the kids up as special. We don't see how playing a game or sitting at the table to eat dinner can be something so treasured. We just pass it off as the routine and don't think twice about it, until it is gone from our lives.
In our lives now we try to plan special moments in to it to highlight the mundane. We have a dinner out or an overnight trip with our spouse so that this event can be recorded as something worth while and outside of the norm for us. Why not look to the regular occurances of life as special. Why don't we realize that the simple act of waking a child is a moment that can be treasured?
I think it is because our nature always craves more. We expect to be stimulated by something different everyday. Our culture feeds this to us with the commercials and advertisments, new a special offers. It has developed into this perpetual disatisfaction with the things we have.
So back to waking the kids. I realize that in a week or so I will return to Afghanistan and my opportunity will be gone again for this activity. I also realize that everyday that I am away is one more that I have lost with them. Also that the possibility that I may never be able to do this with them again. All of a sudden the routine becomes important in my heart. Circumstance changes and I see with new eyes the value of what before was the mudane.
So could we not all move back to a place where we see the value and pleasure in the simple things in life. Could we not reduce the noise that keeps us so inatentive to the simple so that we could slow down and enjoy just waking the kids up, or sitting for a meal with our families. What would it take but a change of our own hearts to place the simple things in life back into a place of importance to us. Just some effort I believe. Just a look with new eyes is all.
Try these glasses on. What if you could never again touch the warm back of your child and rub it as you say to them it is time to get up? How important would it become if today was the last time you could see their little eyes open slowly with a soft moan of disgust as their sleep was interupted. Look through these glasses today and see that the most important thing for you to have in your life is the opportunity to enjoy the simpleset moments of that life.
Rfelect opon all of the things you do today and ask, what if this was gone, how would it make me feel. What would I do if I no longer had this in my life? Examine the feeling, be honest and see if that thing should be moved up or down on the importance scale of your life.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Rest and Relaxation
For those of you who may not know yet I have come home for R&R. I arrived Friday morning at 9:25 after about 24 hours of travel. The whole intent was to surprise the kids when they arrived home from school Friday afternoon. Because of that Catherine and I did not tell anyone that I was coming home.
Seeing my wife after so long was amazing for me. I kept holding back tears as i landed and then walked through the airport. As I walked into the waiting area I began to cry, and so did catherine who waited off to the side a bit. We just hugged for a while. You all could imagine so I will spare the details. It was a long awaited time for us.
It is a little unusual for me but at he same time not as strange as I thought it would be. Driving home from the airport was the first thing that through me off. I had not driven over 25 mph in the last 90 days, let alone have hundreds of other cars around going 60 mph was a little unnerving. Catherine drove but I did a good job of telling her what to look out for and to slow down on the turns.
It was raining when we landed in Albany, what a welcome sight. You really don't know how nice the rain is until you haven't had any for a while. We took a walk with the dog in the afternoon in it also which was very nice to say the least. I hope to have a thunderstorm before I go, that would be great, to hear the sound of the water hitting the ground and the clap of thunder to accentuate the moment.
Green is a marvelous color. Wow! So much of it that it is almost overwhelming. Short green and tall green everywhere. You can't believe how much you can miss it until it is not there. Now the trees are changing into all of the other colors which also has it's benefits but the green is what I longed for most.
The kids were surprised. I waited in the house until they crossed the street from the bus. I didn't want them to come running across without looking. I stepped out as they hit the driveway. Anna dropped everything and came running, Harrison was stunned and just kept saying "what are you doing?" It was a great moment and made the entire trip worth it for me.
I was able to also surprise the Saturday Morning Mens Group. Harrison came with me and we waited downstairs until they finished the first Worship song and entered the room during the break. It was another long awaited moment for me. These men are part of what I look forward to each week as I usually Skype in for a half hour or so each week from Afghanistan. Hugging each of them reaffirmed a connection that we have with each other as Brothers in Christ.
Today I look forward to my first time back in our Church for three months. I am just so excited and wait with so much anticipation to be there again.
My two weeks will be filled with as much as I can fill it with. I feel as if am am preparing to gorge myself on my life here and get my fill again before returning to Afghanistan. I have no expectations for anything past enjoying this time and to use it as much as I can to be available to glorify God in every moment.
Seeing my wife after so long was amazing for me. I kept holding back tears as i landed and then walked through the airport. As I walked into the waiting area I began to cry, and so did catherine who waited off to the side a bit. We just hugged for a while. You all could imagine so I will spare the details. It was a long awaited time for us.
It is a little unusual for me but at he same time not as strange as I thought it would be. Driving home from the airport was the first thing that through me off. I had not driven over 25 mph in the last 90 days, let alone have hundreds of other cars around going 60 mph was a little unnerving. Catherine drove but I did a good job of telling her what to look out for and to slow down on the turns.
It was raining when we landed in Albany, what a welcome sight. You really don't know how nice the rain is until you haven't had any for a while. We took a walk with the dog in the afternoon in it also which was very nice to say the least. I hope to have a thunderstorm before I go, that would be great, to hear the sound of the water hitting the ground and the clap of thunder to accentuate the moment.
Green is a marvelous color. Wow! So much of it that it is almost overwhelming. Short green and tall green everywhere. You can't believe how much you can miss it until it is not there. Now the trees are changing into all of the other colors which also has it's benefits but the green is what I longed for most.
The kids were surprised. I waited in the house until they crossed the street from the bus. I didn't want them to come running across without looking. I stepped out as they hit the driveway. Anna dropped everything and came running, Harrison was stunned and just kept saying "what are you doing?" It was a great moment and made the entire trip worth it for me.
I was able to also surprise the Saturday Morning Mens Group. Harrison came with me and we waited downstairs until they finished the first Worship song and entered the room during the break. It was another long awaited moment for me. These men are part of what I look forward to each week as I usually Skype in for a half hour or so each week from Afghanistan. Hugging each of them reaffirmed a connection that we have with each other as Brothers in Christ.
Today I look forward to my first time back in our Church for three months. I am just so excited and wait with so much anticipation to be there again.
My two weeks will be filled with as much as I can fill it with. I feel as if am am preparing to gorge myself on my life here and get my fill again before returning to Afghanistan. I have no expectations for anything past enjoying this time and to use it as much as I can to be available to glorify God in every moment.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Home Is Where the Heart Is
I think I have written something like this before but right now I am just not going to go back and look. Writers proagotive, we can say today, to write as He is being lead. Hopw nobody minds!
I am just over three months down with my time here. anybody that is friends with Catherine on Facebook knows that she keeps a weekly ticker going of my time. It is nice even for me to see once a week the progress that I am making. It is also hard sometimes as I feel like I have come so far and yet it has only been a brief time here. The phinominum (spelling) of slowness of time I guess. Leatherneck feels so long ago yet it was only the in july that I was there.
Now in Shindand as I enjoy the work and the people more it also feels like I have been there for such a long time. That I am an "Old Pro" at what I am doing. As new people come in I am one of those that has been there a while, "hey what is it like here?" I am asked. In reality it has only been the better part of two months, not long when you truly think about it.
I speak often to Catherine and the kids, usually twice a day on most days. thank you modern technology. This keeps us close, in a sense, as a family. We are fortunate that we can do this. In the Gulf War, as my Brother Ethan points out, they did not have the access to the technology that we have today. Letters were the primary source of communication and at best it took a month for them to get home. So I am fortunate to have the ability to still be with my family each day.
Home is wher ethe heart is! My heart is becoming split I think. Yes, as I examine myself I can feel that I now have two homes, Shindand and New York. Whne I am away from both I think about them and wonder what is happening there. I think about those that are close to me, my family and my firends in Shindand. I worry about my children and what they may be doing are they safe and I worry about my workers in the same regard. I also worry for Chandel and Nevin that they are beinmg fed Gods Word so they remain strong as new Christians as I also think about my children and their walk. I have dual residency in my mind and heart, something I did not think would ever happen to me.
I guess as I look back it started when I burned my ships as Frank likes to say, in Kandahar back in August. I made a conscience descision that I must move forward in what I was doing in Afghanistan. That until I was truly committed I would stay anchored to home and continue to be in a place that was holding me back from both God and my work. I now see the effects, positive I may add, of that descision.
I wish I could reverse the order, be in New York and be able to stay in touch with Shindand twice a day but I can't. This is the way that God has He will be faithful to His Word and take care of the things around me, take care of my family and take care of the men in Shindand under my stewardship.
So my heart is in two places each day, so therefore my home is in two places. I can only be here or there physically but mentally I can be both at once, and pour as much into all as I can each day. Each place deserves my attention and care, each deserves me as much as I can give them. I can do this if ultimately, again, I trust that God wants me in these places in this way, in His service and in His control.
I am just over three months down with my time here. anybody that is friends with Catherine on Facebook knows that she keeps a weekly ticker going of my time. It is nice even for me to see once a week the progress that I am making. It is also hard sometimes as I feel like I have come so far and yet it has only been a brief time here. The phinominum (spelling) of slowness of time I guess. Leatherneck feels so long ago yet it was only the in july that I was there.
Now in Shindand as I enjoy the work and the people more it also feels like I have been there for such a long time. That I am an "Old Pro" at what I am doing. As new people come in I am one of those that has been there a while, "hey what is it like here?" I am asked. In reality it has only been the better part of two months, not long when you truly think about it.
I speak often to Catherine and the kids, usually twice a day on most days. thank you modern technology. This keeps us close, in a sense, as a family. We are fortunate that we can do this. In the Gulf War, as my Brother Ethan points out, they did not have the access to the technology that we have today. Letters were the primary source of communication and at best it took a month for them to get home. So I am fortunate to have the ability to still be with my family each day.
Home is wher ethe heart is! My heart is becoming split I think. Yes, as I examine myself I can feel that I now have two homes, Shindand and New York. Whne I am away from both I think about them and wonder what is happening there. I think about those that are close to me, my family and my firends in Shindand. I worry about my children and what they may be doing are they safe and I worry about my workers in the same regard. I also worry for Chandel and Nevin that they are beinmg fed Gods Word so they remain strong as new Christians as I also think about my children and their walk. I have dual residency in my mind and heart, something I did not think would ever happen to me.
I guess as I look back it started when I burned my ships as Frank likes to say, in Kandahar back in August. I made a conscience descision that I must move forward in what I was doing in Afghanistan. That until I was truly committed I would stay anchored to home and continue to be in a place that was holding me back from both God and my work. I now see the effects, positive I may add, of that descision.
I wish I could reverse the order, be in New York and be able to stay in touch with Shindand twice a day but I can't. This is the way that God has He will be faithful to His Word and take care of the things around me, take care of my family and take care of the men in Shindand under my stewardship.
So my heart is in two places each day, so therefore my home is in two places. I can only be here or there physically but mentally I can be both at once, and pour as much into all as I can each day. Each place deserves my attention and care, each deserves me as much as I can give them. I can do this if ultimately, again, I trust that God wants me in these places in this way, in His service and in His control.
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