Let me just say right now, that I kinda hate that most of my reflection and inspiration to write comes late at night, I’d love to get to sleep at a descent hour. Although I’ve given up on having a regular sleep schedule since doing shift work will be my norm.
I’ve been having what I think will be the closest I will ever get to a panic attack. It’s not really even close to a real panic attack but it’s definitely a feeling of unease, unrest, and a lack of confidence.
This project that I’m entering into is so incredibly, infinitely huge.
It’s beyond my capacity to even look ahead and see the enormity of possibilities.
I’m committing 10 hrs a week right now strictly for research purposes, but I’m gonna need a lot more than that. I barely know where to start let alone where I want to ultimately end up. I’m overwhelmed at what’s ahead of me, yet excited for what’s yet to be explored. All of these feelings have led to me trying to grasp at control…. silly me! You’d think I’d have learned by now that that is a foolish notion, being in control.
Beyond just looking at the tasks at hand, looking financially into my future creates a lot of anxiety as well. I can’t see how it all fits together nicely in a little box I like to call my life.
My extreme type A (more extreme than you might think you know) wants everything worked out before I get there, more than that I want to know the intricate little details of how it will be worked out. I want to know each night when I go to bed my every step that I will take the next day. Most of the time I have my day planned out to the minute and second, it’s my attempt at being in control. Often it will come to a crash at least once a month, and then I start it all over again.
I am beginning to really recognize the pattern of when I start to (unconsciously) feel out of control. It starts with a decrease in motivation to do tasks I generally like to do like cooking and cleaning, and then it escalates to eating crap and not going to the gym, then I can barely get out of bed in the morning, and when I go to sleep at night I already know I want to sleep for ages. Then I have a day where I snap out of it, I start to jot notes and lists in my agenda, I clean everything from top to bottom, I make everything look perfect and start all over again.
After typing that paragraph I’m very tempted to erase it because it shows how pathetically I desire control.
God is challenging my every action and thought.
What I’m really trying to get at is that this Africa project is so huge that it is WAY beyond what I could ever control and that makes part of me want to forget it. I feel like because I don’t have complete control that it’s going to all come crashing down around me. And here’s the thing, the more I try to control it the more I recognize that it probably will come crashing down around me.
I have to remind myself daily that this life, all of this life, it’s not about me. I’m here for bigger things than myself, it’s not my will that needs to be done but His. I’m not sure (nor do I think I will ever really be sure) of why He’s chosen me to undertake something of this magnitude. I am definitely absolutely undeserving of it, and alone I am completely incapable of such a thing.
There’s beauty in that:
I am definitely absolutely undeserving of it, and alone I am completely incapable of such a thing.
There’s a large sense of humility that comes with knowing that Christ died that I may live and do the work of His (my) Father. That my life (and yours) connects intricately to the body of Christ. Along with humility comes a huge sense of responsibility to get it right, to trust Him to lead me and trust myself to follow His lead even in the littlest details.
I wonder if this is just a fraction of what Moses felt when God called Him. I often go back to the verse in Exodus 33:
12 Moses said to the LORD, “You have been telling me, ‘Lead these people,’ but you have not let me know whom you will send with me. You have said, ‘I know you by name and you have found favor with me.’ 13If you are pleased with me, teach me your ways so I may know you and continue to find favor with you. Remember that this nation is your people.”
14 The LORD replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.”
15 Then Moses said to him, “If your Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here. 16 How will anyone know that you are pleased with me and with your people unless you go with us? What else will distinguish me and your people from all the other people on the face of the earth?”
17 And the LORD said to Moses, “I will do the very thing you have asked, because I am pleased with you and I know you by name.”
18 Then Moses said, “Now show me your glory.”
19 And the LORD said, “I will cause all my goodness to pass in front of you, and I will proclaim my name, the LORD, in your presence. I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion. 20 But,” he said, “you cannot see my face, for no one may see me and live.”
21 Then the LORD said, “There is a place near me where you may stand on a rock. 22 When my glory passes by, I will put you in a cleft in the rock and cover you with my hand until I have passed by. 23 Then I will remove my hand and you will see my back; but my face must not be seen.”
When I read that I imagine that Moses was overwhelmed with what God had asked him to undertake, and when he’s speaking with God he seems to be needing a sense of control. He even demands God show him His glory!
I resonate with Moses’ need for control, yet I too desire to know that God will go with me. That He will lead me, that He will be my cloud by day and fire by night, that I will clearly know that my actions are His desire. I would love to have that face to face conversation with Him, to see His glory.
Trust.
I’m trusting and will continue to force myself to trust, to relinquish control.
I lean on His promise:
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
Pray for me friends, as I pray for you that you would know how deep and how wide and how long is His love for you. That His plans for you would be clear, that you’re calling would be clearly laid out, that you would trust and relinquish control.
Someone once told me that God thinks about all the details, even the smallest of small details and tonight I’m believing that for myself and praying that you would believe it for your life as well.
Imagine what could be accomplished if that one little road block of control were to be torn down?