There’s this place I love to go. I don’t frequent it often. In fact, if I sit amongst the tin-pressed ceiling tiles held up by the glossy white columns shared by the celery and cinnamon colored walls, I feel settled in.
It’s a place to think and ponder, to create and dream, to listen and trust the rhythm of Who speaks well of my soul. I watch as people sit at tables and converse without devices. They pick up ceramic mugs and sip hot beverages over thick books. I observe small groups of friends lean back to laugh, lean in to console, lean across to touch.
I take it all in. The settling seeps into my parched cracks as I sip my tea. That peace beyond understanding we know so well from scripture starts to guard my heart and unknowingly I pray it over the hearts of these patrons. God shows up for me here once a year. Actually, He shows up more often than that, but this settling’s called vacation. It’s part of our once-a-year lake getaway where I switch the worries of life to its off position and place them in the capable hands of God.
But I realize not everyone has a place called Scribblers as part of a lake getaway. It’s quite presumptuous to believe we all have an escape plan much like a Southwest Airlines commercial when life gets CRAZY, but here me out. God does provide us with our own confirmation for life’s insurmountable temptations:
“The temptations in your life are no different from what others experience. And God is faithful. He will not allow the temptation to be more than you can stand. When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you can endure.” (1 Corinthians 10:13, NLT)
Feeling overwhelmed? Not seeing a clear way out of a cloudy situation? Tempted to give up because the alternative’s not worth the effort? Can I also tell you, our God understands. Your labor is not in vain. Your striving for peace comes with a promise. He will direct your steps. He will surround you with strong encouragements scribbled from the tablets of his Word.
It is there, I pray you settle in.