Thursday, June 24, 2010
Waiting for the next move
Our home is still for sale. It's been for sale, 37 of the longest days of my entire life. And even though I'm given to drama and exaggeration, please know that any day you; wake up, make three beds perfectly, clean up after two hoodlums on Summer break, shoo your hairy, messy dog around so you can clean up her dog hairs, carefully stage your house "just in case," and then sit tensely, waiting to see if the phone will ring, bringing with it a potential home buyer, is an incredibly... long... day.
Two people have come to see my home aside from open houses. Let me stress that. Two. (One of them came twice, but that doesn't count since they didn't make us an offer.) We still feel like we are supposed to sell it, and move into a less expensive home. I could tell you all of the amazing answers to prayer and the wild arrows that continue to point us down this path, but it would take a while. I hate to admit this, but sometimes it's hard to stay focused on them, when nothing is happening. The unknown kills me.
next move is supposed to be. I've been studying the book of Ruth, and the Kelly Minter study that Beth Moore is planning for the Summer. I was in desperate need of a now word, so I devoured the entire six week study over the past two weeks. Have I mentioned that I'm not good at waiting? Yeah. About that.
try to snag herself a man. But not just any man, she suggests the owner of the fields Ruth's been working in. He just happens to be related to Ruth's dead husband's side of the family. If he were to agree to marry and take care of Ruth, and then have a son and pass on Ruth's first husband's name and inheritance to that child, it's called being "redeemed." (It doesn't make a lot of sense to us, but apparently it did back then. It was basically a way of keeping a family line intact.) The plan that Naomi (the mother-in-law) comes up with, involves Ruth, in the middle of the night, arriving at a threshing floor where Boaz (the guy she wants) is sleeping. She is supposed to uncover his feet, then lay down and rest. At this point, Ruth has made all of her moves and the rest of them are up to Boaz. When he wakes up and finds her, he figures out what she's after, and promises to do all he can to redeem her as was the custom in those days. Then she has to wait and let him deal with it, as it's now completely out of her hands. She's done all the hard work, she's followed Naomi's instructions and now all she can do is rest and wait while Boaz figures out the next move.
Only, (and here's the best part in my opinion) Boaz doesn't send her away empty-handed. He fills up her shawl with grain. (What a guy, right?) I was so struck by that, because even though Adrain and I are frustrated and waiting and can't figure out what is supposed to be happening next, every day brings with it, a blessing, an answer to prayer, or some sort of encouragement. It's as though God has been telling us to rest and wait, but sending us away with something to sustain us while we wait.
Is that precious, or what?
But for the record, I still don't particularly enjoy waiting. And I'd really like to know the next move. I'm just saying.
"The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still." Exodus 14:14.
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