Wednesday, June 6, 2018
A Calling and a Cost
We had two of our children graduate from high school over the past few weeks and enter adulthood. It has definitely been a time of reflection. The time spent going through old pictures and reliving all the memories. What I love about photographs is the reminder that though days can be long and hard and we all worry about what it all means for the future, that in the meantime, life is going along and happy times happen. Sometimes we can spend so much time planning whats next or worrying about what is happening and what it means for the future that we can lose sight that life is happening regardless. I read a book recently that said life is like a coin, you can spend it anyway you want but you can only spend it once. All the moments I spent worrying about my kids growing up, some were veracious readers while others settled for reading the back of a cereal box. Some spent hours creating while others preferred video games. None were or are involved heavily in music or sports, which would often cloud my thoughts as I saw a Facebook post of another kids achievements.
Years ago God clearly called us to live a life different from the ordinary one we began. We had the 2 children one boy and one girl. Life circumstances told us that we would have no more and yet we felt we had it all. Then a stirring in my soul would not let me stop imagining life with so many more. But the cost....if you have ever looked into adoption or raised children in general you know the cost is a lot.... As we would say one more God would say 2 and as we would say only one more God would say 3 and then when we threw in the towel God said...one more... It was a calling something we couldn't ignore if we wanted to. However a calling always comes with a cost. It cost Jesus his life.
As time went on we learned to adjust more by necessity than anything else. It was clear with 7 and then 8 children we would not have the normal suburban life. First, we would probably never fly as a family, so all family vacations were now within driving distance....in a hot stinky van sometimes.... Second, going out to a restaurant for dinner, lunch or breakfast would now be a special occasion many times it was once a year on Christmas Eve. Third, yearly vacations were a thing of the past, as just finding a place to stay can break the budget when its times 10! Fourth, shopping changes...new clothes are replaced with hand me downs... true story when my daughter was 12 and we were in a store shopping I told her to try something on and she informed me she had never tried on anything in a store before.....
To be clear we were making a decent income for the area, but when its stretched among 10 people it tends not to go as far. However, God was faithful, we never went without a need and always have more then enough wants. That hot stinky van has provided some of our greatest family memories. The things that go on in this house are seriously podcast worthy...and maybe will be someday when it won't embarrass some so much :) The point is...we didn't keep up with the Jones's, in fact they probably have filed a complaint about something one of my children have done in the neighborhood in the search for fun.... and life went on regardless, and not just life, but life in abundance.
So realize if God has called you, it will probably feel radical, and it probably will be... You will have to pay a cost...most likely in material goods or sanity..... You will probably not have all you want in the world and still be obedient and you will sometimes feel like the magician in Frosty the Snowman..saying "That's Not Fair" ......... but as life rolls on regardless you will start to see that it wasn't fair....you got to experience something so many people miss, you get to experience Jesus in the flesh still working today among us...you will see miracles, you will experience the peace that passes all understanding...you will watch the future unfold in a way you couldn't have planned..and you will realize you don't miss the many movies you never saw, the restaurants you didn't experience, the beaches you didn't step on as much as you thought you would.
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