For the past couple of months, I’ve had a clear picture of a gift the Lord has given me.

“Out to Pasture”
out to pasture

Such a sweet picture.  I have felt like burdens have been lifted off of my weary body and that my Master has led me out to tall, lush, green grass. There he slipped the rope off my neck and told me that it was time to rest for a while. Work would come again, but my attentions have been turned to healing and rest and receiving… in many ways from Him and many very special people. And that’s exactly what I’ve done, which has been both wonderful and hard. For those of you familiar with the Myers-Briggs temperaments, I am an ISFJ. My world likes to revolve around serving others.   So these past couple of months my world has been turned on its head! I’ve been the one served… to the point where it felt unnatural and uncomfortable and relentless.

Ecclesiastes 3:1

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven… 

1 Corinthians 12:25-27

(The Message)  The way God designed our bodies is a model for understanding our lives together as a church: every part dependent on every other part, the parts we mention and the parts we don’t, the parts we see and the parts we don’t. If one part hurts, every other part is involved in the hurt, and in the healing. If one part flourishes, every other part enters into the exuberance. You are Christ’s body—that’s who you are! You must never forget this.

“A headache affects more than the patient’s head. Surgeries aren’t just about an incision. Chemotherapy impacts more than the cancerous cells.  Similarly, in the body of Christ “if one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it” (1 Corinthians 12:26).  Facing Illness with Hope, Tim Wesemann

YES!  I have lived that and am all the richer for it.

Prior to my diagnosis, I lived and worked at a crazy pace. And I was SO TIRED. Besides the normal activities of life that leave us all feeling drained, I was fighting illness. It all makes sense now.

In some respects, I’ve already left the pasture.  We got back to Tioga last Sunday night and I’ve been working at home since then, but it’s been for my family which I really enjoy.  Tomorrow I officially go back to work- to the job I get paid to do.  😉  I’m not excited, but I don’t dread it, either.  Going back to Ecclesiastes, there is a season for everything and right now, this is a season for me to work outside our home.   My tendency is to work at a pretty crazy pace. I push myself to limits I think I can handle, but my mind, body, and heart suffer.  As God brings me to mind, I’d really appreciate prayer in that area- that I would be faithful in the things God has brought me to do but that those things wouldn’t define me in any way.  Productivity can be a wonderful thing if it doesn’t enslave your heart!

As a farm girl at heart, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the pasture.  Thank you, Lord!