It Wasn't Me. It Was Jesus.

Ah, where have I been hiding?  I just checked this blog to see what I'd been up to and found a big blank nothing staring back at me!  I haven't posted since 2010 for Pete's sake?  (Who is this Pete, anyway?)

I have written a post, I promise, but I need to scan in accompanying pictures, and we're settling some scanner issues, so it will be forthcoming.  (It finally appeared...here it is, with no pictures, but we're moving on!)

To give you a preview, I'll tell you the big reason for my absence.  We are streamlining.  Habits, closets, thought processes, relationships, Facebook accounts, time management...everything goes on the chopping block for evaluation.  We are being the protagonists of our own change.  Since change is, after all, inevitable, we're grabbing the ol' bull by the horns, as it were, and being ruthless, decisive, bold.  We're making some changes in our family, going with the current tides that are ebbing and flowing in our spirits, and it's rather exciting to embrace change rather than run from it.

It's cool, because this is a directive from Yahweh as a point of training and maturing, but it's a touch different than similar directives in the past.  He is guiding us by His spirit, but He's leaving a lot of the final decision-making...to us...in areas where we would've waited for Him to declare something specific.  We are indeed His sons and daughters in the earth and are therefore acting on His behalf, representing Him to everyone and being called on to manage creation. 

How cool is it that when He created everything, Yahweh told Adam to name the animals?  That is so cool!  He created them but didn't name them.  He left it to Adam.  When Adam said, "That'll be an elephant" (in his own tongue), Yahweh said, "OK, son."  Right now, we're putting everything on the chopping block, and I can feel the Father watching and saying, "What will you choose about this one?"  It's the coolest thing!

We laugh sometimes about people doing something great and, out of a genuine heart of love for Christ, a desire to be humble, and surely a slight lack of understanding, they say, "Oh, it wasn't me.  It was Jesus."  Of course it was you!  Jesus didn't come down and pitch a no hitter; you did it!  Maybe your faith in Him gave you the courage or confidence or whatever to train hard and get to that place, but you did it!  When the animals were named, Adam did it.

So right now we're enjoying the authority and position that the Father's given us, and we're deciding how we want things to look, to be.  Therefore, I've not written quite so much lately, but I'm sort of itching to get back at it.  I could pass the buck on my lack of writing and say, "It wasn't me.  It was Jesus!  He's been helping us streamline!"  But that's a lie.  Though He is absolutely helping, the truth is, it was none but I.