Last night we hosted a Royal Wedding Braii (I should have called it the post-wedding party) I started off with a handful of friends, then I went on facebook and invited some more, then I went through my text messages and invited some more and then my email contacts. Fourty people popped in on us. It was a lovely atmosphere, and there were such a lot of lovely conversations. Early in the evening I was really busy making sure the tables were laid, that everyone had a drink, that there was enough food to go round (there was, almost…….!) that the children were happy, that all of my friends were introduced to each other.
What I was most delighted by was that each person there was so unique. Each with their very own personality, and individual call. There was a lot of destiny in our home last night (there’s still some here!). After talking to inspirational friends last night, and friends in general, it really does seem like there are a lot of people in preparation stage. Almost waiting in the wings for their BIG entry.
Psalm 139 [Amplified]:
13For You did form my inward parts; You did knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14I will confess and praise You for You are fearful and wonderful and for the awful wonder of my birth! Wonderful are Your works, and that my inner self knows right well.
15My frame was not hidden from You when I was being formed in secret [and] intricately and curiously wrought [as if embroidered with various colors] in the depths of the earth [a region of darkness and mystery].
Yes, I know this part! We are formed by God, knitted together, never hidden from God as we were stitched/embroidered with various colour – colour: The uniqueness of character and individuality.
16Your eyes saw my unformed substance, and in Your book all the days [of my life] were written before ever they took shape, when as yet there was none of them.
The book of my life was written before I had taken shape. For years I have known about this book of life for my life. I was amazed when I first read and understood it. I know God has ordained my days, and like I’ve said before, if I go off course (by using my free will) the most precious and graceful Father will redirect my steps to come into alignment with this book. Imagine your Dad hoping that you would succeed in life, and you made choices that led to failure. Perhaps ‘dad’ would have made opportunity for you to come home, to be recovered and to live a life of success. If you didn’t take that opportunity, don’t you think there would be another opportunity, and perhaps another? As I reread this, I have almost paraphrased the parable of the Lost Son.
17How precious and weighty also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them!(E)
18If I could count them, they would be more in number than the sand. When I awoke, [could I count to the end] I would still be with You.
In our home last night we had managers, designers, architects, manufacturers, child-minders, mums, graphic designers, dads, teachers, cake-makers, social workers, jewellry designers, business people, armoured car fitters, missionaries, youth workers, web designers and a doctor. The teenagers who were here also have big dreams too: one wants to work for pixar, another already has a web design business, another a budding photographer. And I never got round to finding out what the 2 and 3 year olds dream of – must have another meet to ask them!
Not only were people’s professions important (look at how varied our group of friends are). But there was a real depth of personal qualities – people who care, love, share, encourage, look after, inspire, have wisdom, intelligence and so much more. If I really did count them, they would outnumber the sand!
As I stood in the kitchen with the girls who wanted to load the dishwasher (THANKS A MILLION ) we chatted about where we are headed in life. What God has instore for us. And although everyone I spoke to was content in their life right now, there was an underlying sense of ‘there must be something more’. Not at all in a negative way – but in a way that gives thanks to God for what He has done, and waits for that page to be turned in the book of your life. I know my page was turned recently, it was more like a new chapter and I am delighted with the new season I am in. It is easy to become frustrated with your present situation, as you wait. But be like those in my home last night – getting ready but content!
With a heart that is thankful for precious friendships A xox