Welcome to My Office...

I went skydiving on Saturday.  My first tandem dive.  Very exciting, a little scary, but overall fun.

Kenny wanted to do this for his 60th birthday, so I agreed to go along for the ride, so to speak.  The day was beautiful so it was perfect weather to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.

I thought of all the times I'd "jumped" in my life, not knowing for sure where I would land, or how painful the landing would be.  Trusting God with my future, and stepping out in faith:

Marriage
Parenting
Illness
Depression
Loving
Losing those I love.

When my tandem parachute operator, Ty, and I jumped out of the plane, and the chute had finally opened, Ty said "Welcome to my office!"  I looked around at the world below, the green of the grass, the distant purple of the hills.  It was beautiful.

Everyday God says to us "Welcome to My office."  This is His territory, the place where He works best.  He is able and willing to walk - "jump"- with us into the unknown.  He knows the place like the back of His hand.  All the dangers and thrills, the pain and the joy.

"Welcome to My office.  I'm here for you today."

No the road is not easy and the pain is not blunted, but it is His office, and He experiences it all with us. I am so glad to be reminded again of His daily provision.   This morning when I woke up, I felt His presence and heard His voice:

"Welcome to My office."








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