We knew there would be a period of inconvenience during this move and tried to prepare for it in advance. Since our furniture and personal belongings would not deliver to Moline for at least a week from day of pickup, we packed both our cars full of ‘necessities’ like lamps, blowup mattress, sheets and towels, personal care items, winter clothes, camping chairs, folding table, cookware and all the basic kitchen items and of course, a tv. Our vehicles looked like the opening scene of the Beverly Hillbillies, I kid you not. (Y’all come back now, ya hear?)
We made it just fine roughing it those few days though, and have intentionally NOT unpacked all those boxes. The movers set up our furniture and the rest of the stuff is stacked ceiling high, filling the entire guest room. Mercy.
My deepest desire has been to hurry up and get settled here, in a real home, and get connected to our new community as quickly as possible.
The fact it hasn’t happened yet has brought to light some yuck I didn’t realize was there.
Yes. I KNOW our 6 month lease officially doesn’t start until tomorrow. I also know we’ve only been here 11 days. Maybe I occasionally struggle with impatience. Maybe, wink wink.
Just stay with me.
Y’all this feeling of unsettled makes me heart-skipping, stomach-aching, shoulder-tightening physically, emotionally and spiritually ill. I had no idea what an issue my desire for comfort, for feeling settled had become. My stuff, surroundings, complete with pretty inspirational quotes and table decorations. Even the convenience of having a washer and dryer in the home. Counter space, drawers and closets. A place for everything and everything in its place.
Oh, those good old days in Egypt.
I’ve been here only 11 days. How quickly I let all these things become idols.
I told Mark last night that I felt so convicted. When did it become not enough to have shelter, heat, a place to sleep in safety, a place to get clean, food in the fridge and a place to prepare it? When did I become like the Israelites?
It breaks my heart that I let the idols of comfort and convenience cause me to complain against The One who provides for all my needs, every single day, without fail.
““Two things I ask of you, LORD; do not refuse me before I die: Keep falsehood and lies far from me; give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread. Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you and say, ‘Who is the LORD?’ Or I may become poor and steal, and so dishonor the name of my God.”
Proverbs 30:7-9 NIV
“So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.”
Matthew 6:31-33 NIV
Hey Baby Girl, this is good stuff. I love your transparency. We all have our creature comforts of life in ways that we don’t even realize. That is the amazing thing is that you notice it. We all have those sins in our lives that we often do not even see as sins or have rationalizations why the sin is ok for us individually. I applaud you for submitting yourself to the Holy Spirit so that he can show you what you need to be shown. Your experience is this is a call to all of us to examine ourselves and the little idol temples we have built for certain things in our lives that we often don’t even see as sin.