November 2, 2010

The Word

As I prepare to setup an office, after four years of using a tray table on our bed, I've been doing some surveying. I can't help myself. By nature I'm a planner.

One of the decisions that I must make is what will remain a part of the guest bedroom and what will go into my office. I'm finding it difficult, since I have not had a dedicated room for work before. My office has always been a part of another space. For some reason that made planning easier--or so it seemed.

Decisions, decisions.

Several years ago we purchased a beautiful lead-glass bookcase. It's small and holds a mixture of books and CDs. All of my most prized books and music are held within it. Because it's been upstairs, tucked away, I've rarely seen it in recent days. I am an avid reader and currently have piles of books in our walk-in closet. (I really need to do something about that, as well, but for now they will have to wait.)

When we moved I thinned down my/our book collection quite a bit. Of course, during the course of graduate school I collected more. They seem to multiply in my sleep. They are on the big bookshelf in our great room.

My personal bookcase is full of treasures including out of print books, etc. On the top shelf are my Bibles. Not all of them, but the ones that will fit. I've also got more downstairs--including my "sword" which has already been rebound once. I love the Word of God and own just about every translation there is. Of course, the internet makes it easy to enjoy a variety of translations and paraphrases with sites like which is one of my favorites.

Today, I'd hoped to start packing away the remnants of my son's room. He moved to Alabama this year and will not be back for the summer. His room will become the guest room. Which leaves an open room for my office. I'm excited at the thought of having a space to steal away to and also a place to counsel people. Yet every time that I make a plan to move forward with the switch it seems something or someone stands in the way.

This time--it was me.

I've been helping my Mom out the past few days. She is doing better, thankfully. However I lost a lot of sleep, and as a result, I've been sick in bed most of the day.

Which is why I am so thankful for The Word. Even when I am not well enough to physically search out one of my many Bibles the Holy Spirit brings it to my rememberance. He's faithful and I am so thankful for the way God ministers to me no matter where I am at or what I am doing--or not doing.

Today I was too exhausted to execute any of the things on my to-do list. made. My husband went to breakfast with a friend. We axed plans to attend a free event that I'd hoped to photograph. While I lying in the dark in my room this passage came to me:

"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30

The Message says it this way:

"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly." 

What an invitation.

I took Him up on it!

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