My hiatus started out innocent enough. But as days flew by and seasons passed, I realized time can paralyze even the best-intentioned.
Which is where I enter stage … six whole months after my last post, back when I was riding high on my Patagonia marathon euphoria.
A half year later, and a lot less fit, there’s no time like the present to heave myself back on the horse and peck out some life lessons I’ve been thinking on recently.
It’ll be a bit clumsy as I attempt to transfer these from my head to the keyboard, but hey, even the tortoise crosses the finish line eventually. So here goes…
At Best, my Perspective is Incomplete
I stumbled upon this little gem of a few weeks back when I was reading through Judges.
By way of context, as the 12 tribes of Israel were settling into the Promise Land—an arrival 40 years in the making—they were facing unexpected hardship and foreign opposition. My version reads like this:
“These are the nations that the Lord left in the land to test those Israelites who had not experienced the wars of Canaan. He did this to teach warfare to generations of Israelites who had no experience in battle.” Judges 3:1-2
“He did this to teach…” All the sudden I realized that just like the Israelites who’d been wandering around a desert for four decades, there will be times when I’ll be tempted to fixate on my circumstances, focusing on what’s visible, and forgetting that God may be working behind the scenes.
And just like the Israelites, whose battle skills were woefully underdeveloped, he may be orchestrating events in order to teach me a certain skill that I still lack, identifying areas where I still need to grow. Ones that I can’t acquire except through some testing.
Hmmm…. That sounds super unpleasant. Almost as unpleasant as eating manna 3x a day in the wilderness.