The next session on being a spiritual sacrifice which I listened to on my damp trot around the golf course took all my thinking a step further. Being in the wind and rain really seems to concentrate the mind. It’s the teaching that you have to give up all that’s you if you want to find out what is God’s will. No I don’t mean chucking in the day job. It’s a surrender, allowing him to correct our course, even as far as putting your shopping trolley back in the right place and waiting patiently in traffic!
It’s a me being prepared to give up writing -though I have said to him that while he gets me sorted I’ll go on other wise I’ll go spare with boredom! being open to what ever he has for me. I’ve been so aware since coming into our new fellowship that I’m just gagging to do more than the children’s ministry but not necessarily being in charge. I’ve changed over the past few years to being quite happy to being told what to do (yikes).
Of course, there’s fourteen years of frustration in me as well after the living in the spiritual desert of Austria!
I lay it all aside and however he spells this out to me, whenever he considers I’m usable, I’m at peace for that time
I’ve been praying since the really bad winter for change here in our lives, for a confirmation that we are to stay or its time to go home. Change arrived all right in the form of Swingle, Dave even having a complete change of heart over dog ownership. He now plays with her maybe more than I do!
Now under my prompting (I didn’t nag, just gave him the details) he applied for a job at Burg Finstergrün, and started yesterday. He’s working in the garden and as a general helper. WOW! Just hope he doesn’t have to meet the dreadful Erna (see posts of my time at t’Burg). The hours mean that there will be time to do the gardens and houses we do already and no need to advertise. I’d felt quite strongly when I began wording it, to stop and I was thinking to myself about it a few days on, and again thought, no the work has to come to us, an hour later we had the call from the Burg.
This leaves me at home (YAAAY) with time to write and I’m really going to work on my painting. I will be doing Meals on Wheels and the holiday changeovers -lets hope its not another season of guests from hell and the main house falling to bits. I have had an approach to baby sit another dog, and I will charge for this. I’ll have to sort the insurance on this, but it could work.
I was also killing some time in Tamsweg last week and I felt propelled to visit Gina who works in one of the shops – she will call me for tutoring her son – YAAY again! Another ex student is coming to me for more English lessons -Yay! I have a contract to teach English again this autumn, just about the time Dave finishes at the Burg.
So it really seems that stopping trying to do things and leaving it to God means that things come to us, and for the next year, our place is very here. We will Christmas here and maybe afterwards when the ski season lets are over, drive to the UK for a visit, maybe avoiding the cabin fever of this year, all the possibilities are there. Thanks God!