Then Jacob made a promise. He said, “I want God to be with me and to
protect me on this journey. I want him to give me food to eat and clothes to
wear so I will be able to return in peace to my father’s
house. If the Lord does
these things, he will be my God. Genesis 28:20-21
All of us are on a journey. Really.
But sometimes the
unknowingness of the next step stares us in the face quite up close.
And last night I
bought a ticket to New York City. Really three tickets. One there, two back.
And this morning I am getting on a jet plane and headed into the sunrise to go
pack up a few things from a very tired old apartment just off Central Park and
pick up Uncle Jim at rehab and return to my father’s house.
And I am unlike Mr.
Jacob.
Because I know. I have
utter confidence in the LORD’s presence, like a thick cloud that will be with
me in the sitting down and the standing up. And the little bits of getting
ready this morning (check the bedroom closets for Max’s suit), and making all
those phone calls (remember the charger), and maybe tucking in a package of wet
wipes, and thinking back on my mind map of the New York subway system. And the
conversations in luggage pick up lines. And maybe another walk along the river
with Andrea.
And on Christmas
morning, as I stood back next to the table piled high once again with golden
platters of food and considered the rhythms of life. The sunrises and the
sunsets. Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter again. With the candles, and
the stockings, and the fire in the fireplace, and the stack of wood by the couch,
and coffee mugs set on every flat surface. And the star on the top of the tree,
And the pell mell presence of so many ghosts of Christmases past. So many faces
and stories and hopes and journeys. So many dreaming stones set up on end as a
memorial; surely the LORD is in this place.
And God is with me.
And He protects me. And He certainly gives me more than enough food and
clothing. And I will return in peace to home. And I don’t have to make any
bargains with God. Or any hypothesis If / Then statements. Because He has shown
His face so many times before.
And His promise to
Jacob I will take for my very own, I am
with you and will protect you everywhere you go and will bring you back to this
land. And when I swim backstroke while the sky is still dark, I can
see bright stars of faithfulness. Reaching out from and time and space beyond
my mortal comprehension as an early morning marker that He is bigger than my
understanding.
And I got my brand new
Tom boots on for walking.
Selah.
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