"I'll stay where you put me!" (Email to Mommy)

Mommy,

March 16’s entry in Streams in the Desert is good…Good for my situation right now. March 17 is also good, I typed it out below. For me, its kind-of like my attitude should be: “I’ll go where you move me”- since it seems we’re constantly moving around. He has “put” me in the city for now, and though I want “so badly to be in the village” I will “stay here, I will work here.”

Thanks for your time this morning- I really just wanted someone to listen to me say I want to be in the village. I know things will be fine, I’ll “get over it”- and honestly, I am excited to start looking for someone to help us here. I’m praying that I’ll make some friends this week through the process.

Another thing that I’ve been thinking about is that even though I feel more and more like my life is temporary and I’m a stranger and alien here, coming and going from place to place- meeting people, making friends, and then moving and doing it again is draining. Yes, maybe I can adapt easily to new circumstances and make new friends easily, so maybe God wants me to do His work in an area and then go somewhere else…but still, I feel emotionally drained from building relationships and then leaving not knowing when I’ll be back (even though in this case, it will most likely be within the next two months).

Psalm 66 was also a blessing to me today…
“Come and see what God has done, how awesome his works in man’s behalf!...Come and listen, all you who fear God; let me tell you what he has done for me…praise be to God who has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love from me!” (vs. 5, 16, 20)

As Daddy would say, “We have so much to be thankful for.” How true that is. Just by reflecting on God’s goodness, I’m encouraged and blessed by all that He has done for me- and how He has cared for me…and I know He will do it again.

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March 17- Streams in the Desert:

I’ll stay where You’ve put me; I will, dear Lord,
Though I wanted so badly to go;
I was eager to march with the “rank and file,”
Yes, I wanted to lead them, You know.
I planned to keep step to the music loud,
To cheer when the banner unfurled,
To stand in the midst of the fight straight and proud,
But I’ll stay where You’ve put me.

I’ll stay where You’ve put me; I’ll work, dear Lord,
Though the field be narrow and small,
And the ground be neglected, and stones lie thick,
And there seems to be no life at all.
The field is Your own, only give me the seed,
I’ll sow it with never a fear;
I’ll til the dry soil while I wait for the rain,
And rejoice when the green blades appear;
I’ll work where You’ve put me.

I’ll stay where You’ve put me; I will, dear Lord;
I’ll bear the day’s burden and heat,
Always trusting You Fully; when sunset has come
I’ll lay stalks of grain at Your feet.
And then, when my earth work is ended and done,
In the light of eternity’s glow,
Life’s record all closed, I surely will find
It was better to stay than to go;
I’ll stay where You’ve put me.