| | I'm really glad that Adam worked before the fall.
The bad parts of work come after the fall, of course, but I am really thankful that we'll be working in heaven.
So far I've spent two weeks working at working: doing nothing but looking for jobs. There have been moments where I was resting in God's sovereignty in a real sense. Then there was that moment where I got off the phone and found that I didn't get an interview to that job at which I felt like I had a real shot. I paced for a few minutes, sat down at the piano, played for about two minutes, then threw the book against the wall. The far wall. And it hit the wall pretty well, even though the wall wasn't near the piano. I am really glad that my justification is not based on my sanctification.
God has provided for me. Not yet with a job, but with moments where I thought I was going crazy and he calmed me down, gave me perspective, reminded me of His truth: I am in His hands. He is Jehovah Jireh - the Provider God. He is Emmanuel - God, here. Most of these reminders have come through people - a friend speaking truth in love, a brother seeking to help me when I was too frustrated to try anymore, a listener that heard not the words spoken but the heart behind the words, a word from the Word. Thank the Lord that He gives more grace. More grace than I ever see.
But it still makes me glad to think that I'll have work to do in heaven. It will be incredibly fulfilling, unbroken there. I think people need work to stay sane. Fortunately it has only been two weeks... = )
And tomorrow is the Sabbath. Not a day where I forget my troubles and pretend that I'm worthy to sing praises to God, but a day where I connect the dots. A day where I bring myself, wherever I'm at before God, just as I am, and He comes and finds me. A day where broken people like me get put back together.
"Take, my soul, thy full salvation,
Rise o'er sin and fear and care;
Joy to find in ev'ry station
Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within Thee,
What a Father's smile is thine,
What a Savior died to win thee:
Child of heav'n, shouldst thou repine?"
- Henry Lyte, Jesus I My Cross Have Taken, 1824.
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