Saturday, October 13, 2012

Isaiah phoned me?

This week my friend Becky said, “It’s like we walk into a room and there are two chairs.  One says ‘hope’ and one says ‘despair.’  We get to choose which chair we want to sit in.”  She went on to say that she isn’t one of those who believe we should never feel sad or process our grief, but we can still choose hope.  I added, “That’s right…we can be sitting in the hope chair with tears of grief running down our face, but we have chosen hope over despair.”

I don’t know about anyone who might read this, but I sure needed that reminder of my hope choice, this week.  You see after my last post on Sept. 3, it was announced that my workplace organization is closing at the end of this year.  That means it is time for me to find something new to do…to find a new way to pay for the expenses of life.  And how interesting that this announcement came nine days after blogging about being led to stand…  “Really Lord, how can I stand right now?  I need to find a new job!”  And His sweet, quiet voice, “Do you trust me?  Do you trust that you know my voice, and that I know what I’m doing?”
It has been quite the time of standing, as I experience what He brings my way.  I’m exploring a fantastic opportunity right now that presented itself by coming to me from a coastal state.  Yet I won’t lie…even with that exciting potential option, I’ve been challenged in my faith.  Challenged to speak, think and live closely with my Lord – so close, in fact, that I can do something against quick reason and logic.  So close that I can simply stand and trust in faith, as I listen and explore from this calm vantage point.
Early this morning my phone was ringing in a dream...  As I peered at my Blackberry, still in my dream, I saw that ”Isaiah” was the incoming caller.  Right then I woke up.  I was puzzled.  The only Isaiah I know is three years old and doesn’t own a phone yet.  As I made coffee, I wondered about the dream…  And then as curled up on the sofa for my luxurious Saturday morning reading, I thought, “Maybe God has a message for me in the book of Isaiah.”  So I started reading in chapter one, praying, “Lord, if you want to speak something to me from Isaiah, please show me what you want me to know.”  I was urged on and kept reading, until I got to chapter seven, verse 9:

Unless your faith is firm, I cannot make you stand firm.


I stared at that verse, and some tears welled up within me...
It’s been hard to stand, even with a great opportunity to explore, because, well, it takes faith – faith in the unseen...faith that my Lord is real and knows what He’s talking about.  It takes faith to know that He loves me and has my ultimate best in mind.  And that I'm talented enough for whatever lies ahead...  No person would fault me for moving around anxiously right now; I have good human reason to do so.  But I don’t follow people – I follow Christ.  So I stand, in faith.
And in faith we choose to have hope, and sit in the chair called hope.  And as we do, His Spirit fills us with hope, and helps us to trust.