Why do I think life will go forward slow and steady? A straight road? I should know by now, it’s more like a roller coaster. Full of twists and turns. Sometimes laughing with delight, but other times forcing me to hold on and scream.
My Steady Life
For twenty-seven years, Van and I lived in the same house. We relocated just twenty miles away a few years ago, but stayed within range of our family, friends, and church home. This month we both retired and as soon as the brand new house we bought in Prescott Valley, Arizona is finished, we’ll leave California.
Thanks to my sister and brother-in-love, finding a home in Arizona was easy. And our house sold in only a week. Thrilled and excited, we started moving forward. Picking out carpet, tile, counter tops, doors, faucets. The list of choices seemed unending, but we agreed on everything. Moving seemed like an adventure. Easy and fun.
Changing Steady for a Roller Coaster Ride
But suddenly, this week, it feels like moving is a roller coaster ride. Calls and texts from our realtor, inspectors, the design center of our new home. Questions. Decisions. Changes.
Some of them challenges. Unexpected delays. Extra money we didn’t plan on.
I can feel the tension mounting. Uncertainty. Discomfort. Unknown. What to do? It never seems like I have enough time to think things through. Weigh my options. There is a timeline for every change in order for things to happen so we move on time.
One of the things I look forward to most is my laundry room. I won’t have to go into the garage when it’s 105° or 50°. Dust from the wind or when Van mows the lawn won’t be an issue. So when Van told me he needed the closet in my laundry room for his safe, I wanted to cry. Instead, I said I understood, and walked away to do something else.
Fret. Argue in my head. Complain. Tell myself all the reasons it wasn’t fair. That closet, I told myself, belonged to me. My plan includes a place for everything and everything in its place. According to my plan and my desires.
Steady, Only One Thing is Needed
In the midst of my self-imposed angst, I could almost here Jesus, “Debbie, Debbie. You are worried and upset about many things. But only one thing is needed.” I stopped a moment, got off of my roller coaster, and reread Luke 10:38-42. Mary ignored all the hustle and bustle involved in getting ready for company. While Martha fussed, trying to make life perfect, Mary sat at Jesus’ feet. Listening. Paying attention. Being filled with peace and joy.
I needed that reminder. My home doesn’t belong to me. It is a gift from God. To be used for His glory. His purposes.
Peace and joy come not from what I deem perfect, but from sitting at His feet. Putting Him first. Steady means I acknowledge God. I trust Him in every twist and turn. Proverbs 3:5-6 tells me how to steady the roller coaster ride. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.”
What roller coaster are you riding on? Trust in the Lord. He will help steady your ride.