Three times this past week, the following passage has been on the forefront—either through a church service, a loving, out-of-the-blue text from a friend, or in my own prescheduled Bible reading for my God-and-I-time—and I’m certain that it’s not a coincidence:
10 “This is what the Lord says: ‘You will be in Babylon for seventy years. But then I will come and do for you all the good things I have promised, and I will bring you home again.11 For I know the plans I have for you,’ says the Lord. ‘They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. 12 In those days when you pray, I will listen.13 If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. 14 I will be found by you,’ says theLord. ‘I will end your captivity and restore your fortunes. I will gather you out of the nations where I sent you and will bring you home again to your own land.'” —Jeremiah 29:10–14
Whatever its original purpose or intent by God in the Scriptures (and I’m not a theologian, nor do I claim—or want—to be), I firmly believe God gave me those verses as a reminder of His desires for my good—in every area of my life.
I also believe that His timing is perfect—even when the results are bittersweet. I have tears streaming down my cheeks as I write this because I am writing today to announce that I will be leaving my beloved Pewaukee, Wisconsin—including my treasured friends, my spiritual fortress (Spring Creek Church), and my favorite view ever—for something that God has chosen as my new path, so it is right where I’m supposed to be.
Over the course of the next two and a half months, I will be transitioning to Northern Indiana to live with and have the honor to help care for my aging parents. They are at a place where additional assistance on a daily basis is a must, and in God’s amazing way of preparing me for this move, He has made it more than clear that, for the time being, I should be the one to help fill this role. It’s probably fitting that the motto for my new “hometown” (a community with many Amish families as nearby residents) is “Embrace the Pace!”
The hardest transition of all for me—the thing I was grasping the tightest—is my beloved Spring Creek Church. I have more love in my heart for that ministry and the precious, God-focused friends, mentors, and encouragers that I met there than just about any place on earth. It met a need when I needed it most, and I will forever be grateful for its role in accomplishing in me what God had designed long before I knew it! My first Sunday at Spring Creek, I fearfully prayed as I walked across the lot to the front doors, “Lord, I just need You to give me HOPE today…please!” I walked in the front door, and a huge banner said, “The Story of Hope!” Yes, I think that was of God!
Two Sundays ago, I planned to attend a church here in Indiana that seems to be very similar to my “home church,” but the weather was such that I couldn’t go. I was LONGING for fellowship and worship with others, but the best I could do was to watch the service online. Before I even turned on my computer, I said, “Lord, help me make it through this season of CHANGE. Provide guidance through the CHANGE…please!” The pastor at the Nappanee Missionary Church began his sermon that morning by sharing that the theme for the next eight (nine?) weeks is…wait for it…CHANGE! As I watched the livestreaming service through tear-flooded eyes, I knew I was “home.” In fact, I attended a ladies’ Bible study this morning that is doing a study of Gideon (Priscilla Shirer), and it will be a great way to get connected to those who seek the same God I seek!
May I selfishly ask for your prayers during this time of transition? I couldn’t care less about the “stuff” that I won’t have access to due to moving into my parents’ already-furnished home. But I long to have my precious, beloved, treasured friends nearby. I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that there are a gazillion friends here in Indiana that I will come to love also. My friendships quickly run wide, but you also know that, for me, it takes a long time for them to run deep (another reason I recently read Relationships: A Mess Worth Making!), so I still need your prayers…please.
More importantly, please, please pray that I will be an encouragement, help, and able caretaker in the areas in which I am needed here with my parents. I am sincerely privileged to get to be here with them, helping them and, at the same time, gleaning wisdom from their years of love for each other and their years of walking with God. As you know, God has provided me with what seems to be the security of a great work-from-anywhere line of work, so that is also a blessing for which I am thankful.
I am eager to see God’s mighty hand at work as He not only changes my location but also lovingly continues to change ME so that I can be made into the likeness of His Son!
He has truly brought me “home again!” [Think: Jeremiah 29:14 meets the musical strains of “Back home again in Indiana!”]
I’ll close with the words of another, more serious, song, along with a sincere “Hallelujah” for its truths: “Jesus led me all the way!”
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