|Posted by HeartbeatAT Team on November 8, 2012 at 9:40 AM|
Monday, October 22, 2012
I'm headed east. My time in the beautiful southwest is over for another year. As I sit here at a Walmart this morning waiting on the mechanic to finish an oil change on the van, I can't help but reflect on the multitude of memories that flood my mind from these past three weeks in the desert.
Tackling correspondence, camping in the Jemez mountains of New Mexico, meeting new friends at Elephant Butte, visiting lifelong ones such as Marge Maaser in Gallup, Peggy Palmer and her nephew Taylor in Centennial, Colorado, meeting up with "Mom" Alexander in Denver, and spending a week taking in the breathtaking scenery of Utah' s Arches National Park, Canyonlands, and Bryce Canyon, certainly made for memorable trip west I won't soon forget.
But it is now over. The time has come for me to return to "work." By Wednesday night Sherlock and I plan to be in northwestern Maine manning the Stratton Motel and Maine Roadhouse for Sue while she heads south on a well deserved vacation.
I always find myself saying goodbye to the southwest grudgingly. Yet the thought hit me yesterday morning as I was taking time to be still and worship. What I am returning to is what I live for! This is not a job. This is a love affair! I am returning to do what I wouldn't trade doing for anything this world could offer!
Major W. Ian Thomas often said, "The Christian Life should be one 'vacation' after another. In every situation, we should discover that it is He who does the work, not us!"
Isn't that what vacation is all about? We vacate and let someone else occupy our place while we are gone. For the believer, that IS the true Christian experience. We are to VACATE whatever it is that we can't handle (which is just about everything when you think about it), and let Him OCCUPY the hole which we find ourselves in. Anything less or other is a sad and sinful variation.
So this morning I find myself returning to work, but the work is not my own. It is His, and has been for some eleven years and counting.
Little wonder I feel so refreshed.
Happy Trails to All,
"For My yoke is easy and My burden is light." (Matthew 11:30)
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