You might have thought i'd fallen asleep - it's been a while since my last posting. No, not asleep, just resting my eyes.
I've been preocuppied with the buying and selling of houses and all that goes with that. Working to make one attractive so that it sells for the right amount of money and quickly before the other house becomes unavailable either through our contract expiring or someone making a better (cash) offer.
And I've been revisiting that belief that I think I believe - i.e. God orders our lives for our best if/when we let Him. I'm not sure how that works if you involve Him some 3 or 4 kilometres some road you've decided to travel when you should have checked before you left home to find out if the journey fits with His best for you at all. It's a belief you often revisit when you almost impulsively buy a house in another city conditional on selling the one you already own, and then the one you already own doesn't attract the interest you thought it would and you start wondering if it will ever sell. Then you worry that maybe God doesn't order our lives in any way, shape or form (divine disinterest) or this is his way of rapping us over the knuckles for starting down some road without sufficient consultation with his Almighty Divineness prior to stepping out the front door.
I cling to my belief in his grace and graciousness, his love and complete lack of pettiness, his willingness to make good out of our messes.
I think I believe that God orders our lives for our best despite ourselves and our all our belatednesses in involving him in our affairs. And He can see and coordinate the infinite possibilities that sorting our human foibles present, for the best outcomes for all - and maybe he gets a big kick out of doing it. Like designing universes. Cosmologies of the human spirit.
And as for always saying "I think I believe"... Well, much is up for re-examination lately. I've taken on so much theology/doctrine/teaching for years, all without due consideration. Now, when I'm not too tired of it all I want to sort wheat from chaff, baby from bathwater so I can get back on a track that seems right, reasonable and life-giving. God give me strength!
God bless the pilgrim. Kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight, y'all.
A dangerous lunch with a steaming mug of something overly sweet and a wrangle over prices when you go to pay the bill.
4 comments:
your god sounds interesting. is it actually interested in houses?
williamjireh sounds interesting. is it actually interested in God
mmm. depends on which god and does he live in houses.
sooo, what did God do to the house? or did you rest your eyes again and miss it?
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