Finally the sweet notes to “Pomp and Circumstance” subside and graduation becomes a mile marker and a memory. In front of me is moving day.
I view the piles of half packed boxes. Empty ones are waiting. As I go through this maze of disorganization, and mass clutter it,is hard for me to imagine that these boxes can transform an empty apartment into my home.
As I reflect on the past months, I hear the still small voice of God saying, “It’s time to move forward for my honor and glory. Leave the boxes of emotional damage behind. Take boxes of healing with you. Healing that comes from my Word and from new friends you will meet.”
Finally the morning dawns with a clear blue sky and bright sunshine. As the van arrives and boxes are loaded, I make a last minute check before locking the dorm door. The future hinges on the door of God's leading. Now, it is time to leave and head for the Promise land.
As the van is being unloaded, I carry the lamps inside. I am reminded that “Jesus is the Light of the world.” Therefore, I no longer walk in darkness, but I am to be a light to my neighbors.
In the living room, the piano is placed. He says, “Come before my presence with singing and thanksgiving.” I want too spend time praising His name.
In the kitchen, I begin placing groceries on the cupboard shelves. He says, “I am the Bread of life.” Share with those who are physically and spiritually hungry.
The Lord lovingly reminds me that Satan is an unwelcome guest regardless of how hard or how long he rings the doorbell. Develop a deaf ear to him, but take time to be still and to hear my voice. “For my sheep know my voice and follow me.”
His presence fills the apartment from the entrance door and proceeds into all the rooms with His peace and protection. As friends and strangers enter, they will find a haven of rest for their weary souls. As they arise to go, their strength is restored and they mount up with wings like eagles.
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