Wednesday

Longing for home

Well, since the last blog, Jenny and I have celebrated our 6th anniversary, 2007 has rolled into town, and Texas Tech mounted the largest comeback in NCAA bowl game history . What a week!

Now, only one of those things really matters to me (and, no, it's not the Tech game). But my wife matters to me a lot. Mainly because she's the most amazing woman God ever made. It's my opinion so no one get your feelings hurt. So thank you, Lord, for Jenny. I've written to Deacon and dad and my family, but this blog...well, it has limitations and writing about Jenny...some things are just for us. 1-4-3, baby.

On another note, we have been delayed in returning to Guatemala. Jenny is having a very minor procedure Friday (are 'procedure's' ever minor?) and so we will not be returning until the following week. Plans - they change. A lot. So you roll with it and trust the Lord. We hope to get back home on the 14th or so. And for those who don't already know, my parents will be returning to the US from Haiti for good on Feb 8th. That means that we will miss their return by a mere 3 weeks. And, honestly, that stinks. Because we want them to get to see Deacon. But they won't for a little while and that's just how it is. Sigh. And Rob, Jenny's dad, is hurting a lot today. Sigh again. Whoever said that life here on planet earth is perfect (or can be) is an idiot. Someone else (can't remember who) said that for the believer, this is as close to hell as we'll ever have to get. Amen.

On that note, a Psalm. Psalm 130. This little one always sort of sneaks up on me. Here it is. Please take 60 seconds to read it.

Psalm 130

A song of ascents.
1 Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD;

2 O Lord, hear my voice.
Let your ears be attentive
to my cry for mercy.

3 If you, O LORD, kept a record of sins,
O Lord, who could stand?

4 But with you there is forgiveness;
therefore you are feared.

5 I wait for the LORD, my soul waits,
and in his word I put my hope.

6 My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen wait for the morning,
more than watchmen wait for the morning.

7 O Israel, put your hope in the LORD,
for with the LORD is unfailing love
and with him is full redemption.

8 He himself will redeem Israel
from all their sins.



Ahhhh.

That is salve to my soul. Come quickly, Lord Jesus. And help me love and serve well here and now -today - for this place is not my home. Help me wait well.

4 comments:

Schweers' Mom said...

I'm sorry you will miss your parents. That does stink!

Please let Jenny know I'm praying for her procedure and a quick recovery.

Thanks for that Psalm - I always love the part about "if you kept a record of my sins, who could stand?" What a blessing that He doesn't keep track! What mercy and grace in just that little part of the Psalm.

Brandon and Jenny said...

I know. I can't get enough of the Psalms.

hearthomekids said...

That is sad about your parents, and I'm praying for Jenny to be ready to go "home" next week. I am still thinking about your previous post, and our mustard seed of faith. Your family continues to inspire me with your willingness to turn your lives over to Him so completely! What little you may lack in faith you certainly compensate for in boldness. Godspeed.

Joye said...

Happy anniversary! You guys go together like peanut butter & jelly!

Thanks for the beautiful psalm. You're in our prayers.