Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Change is OK

As we cleaned up our house in Fresno in preparation to rent it out, several friends who were helping us asked me, "what will you miss most Lowell?" My response often included that I had really appreciated our house, that it had been a blessing to us for the past 9+ years, but also that I would miss the view from our breakfast room window.

You see, for the past several years, I have woken up to spend time in the Word, with God, and in prayer. My spot was my standard chair in the breakfast nook, near the door to our breezeway. This seat looked east, towards the Sierras, and offered an amazing view of the sunrise through the neighbor's trees. It also offered front-row seats to the silent floating landings by the early passenger jets bringing people to the Fresno airport.

Here is a picture of what I saw most mornings:



I will miss that view.

But, here in Abbotsford, I realized this weekend, as I started a new routine of early morning devotions, that I am blessed with a similar view out our breakfast room window, this time looking west. We are upstairs in a house, and the view through the rear sliding door looks over a backyard deck, over a hedge, and into the sky beyond between several neighboring homes. Instead of the floating planes, I am typically greeted with sometimes 50+ Canadian Geese flying overhead, leaving the neighboring Mill Lake Park, most likely headed to warmer climates like Fresno! There is a strange tree that appears Christmas-tree-like, but spiny, which frames the picture. This is what that image looks like:



We, as a family, are missing our old house. But God is providing some new realities and blessings for us, and we are adjusting. This is one of the many new experiences - please continue to pray that He will make Himself real and new to us each morning. His countenance is glorified each day with the sunrise, whether in Fresno, Abbotsford, or anywhere else in this great world of ours. Take care.

Lowell

Psalm 19:1
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.