I have been stretched in new ways these last two weeks. The Lord has done incredibly things inside me and all around me. ( For today I will start with what he's doing around me.) I knew God before, but I know Him more each day and am amazed by His faithfulness and how literally and metaphorically He fulfills his promises at the very same time.
Every so often Jeff and I toy with the idea of getting out of the military. In the past 8 months we have considered the possibility more strongly than ever. But with a major promotion around the corner and only 10 more years to a considerable pension it had fallen to the backburner and I was convinced the possibility was off of the table.
Ten days ago, out of the blue, Jeff woke up and told me about a dream he had in which he was in a new job that he loved (a job we believed we were supposed to be considering as a possibility). Now, the Lord has definitely spoken to me through dreams before. (In fact, I ended up at George Washington University instead of Gettysburg College because of a dream the Lord had given me and I could go on and on about what God did for me and our entire family by sending me there.) So I asked him if it was just a regular dream or if he thought it was from the Lord. This conversation led to three days of fervent prayers being offered up for guidance and wisdom about what we should do. An urgency was definitely being felt in both of us. We had people come to our house to pray with us as we made this decision (something we've never done before). During this time of prayer one woman prayed that we would have 3 dreams that would be a sign to us. That night Jeff had 2 dreams and I had one all poiting toward getting out. And I'll confess, I wondered whether it was actually God or if it was our subc0nscious obsession about this decision that caused it. But my dream was vivid and in color and held meaning--qualities that are consistent of dreams that are from God for me. In my dream, we were trying to leave Gulfport to go to Panama City (where the job Jeff wants is). And we were trying to get a rental car to take us there. But after paying and finishing the process of renting the car, the person comes out to give us our ATV. Yes, we were going to Panama City via ATV. And let me tell you it was a LONG drive with lots of obstacles. I felt very sure that what God was saying to me in that dream was that we were going to be getting out but it was going to be a LONG ride with lots of unexpected surprises and obstacles. At any rate, we felt sure that we needed to move in the direction of getting out. Also during this time I pressed Jeff probably more than he would have liked to know what he was feeling and thinking God was showing him. He shared that he didn't know what God was doing but believed he was probably going to have to resign without a plan and his primary prayer was that God would confirm for him continually that He had made the right decision.
So that afternoon Jeff called our friend (or Big Brother) in Panama City and told him that he wanted to move forward on pursuing the job that they were creating there. He quickly learned that the job that was being created is a LONG way off and certainly not close enough to justify a resignation from the military. The wind was taken out of our sails and we were discouraged. But it spurred a new conversation about what our motivations for getting out of the military were. Was it for this specific job or for other reasons? And we honed down on our three reasons for getting out: more settled family life, the ability to get highly involved in serving God's people not just the church but the poor, sick, lame and lonely, and Jeff having a job that he loves (which we believe(d) would involve more access to water and diving. All of these reasons pointed to the fact that we still needed to consider resigning.
So Jeff resigned from the Navy on Friday and we have no idea where we're headed but God has shown us already that he has good plans for us.
Friday evening desperately needing some time alone with Jeff, I sought out a babysitter. I could not find ANY viable options. The only option I had left was to call an 11-year-old girl who lives 45 minutes away to see if I could go get her and take her home to babysit for us that evening. Finally at 4pm I decided I was just that desperate. I have never called this girl to babysit before in my life. I called her mother (my friend Sharon) and sheepishly asked her if her daughter could watch the kids in 2 HOURS. I was so ashamed of the last minute request. Sharon's response was not at all what I expected, "OH ERIN! I HAVE GOOSEBUMPS ALL OVER!" She said, "I have known since Wednesday that I was supposed to bless someone by babysitting for them Friday night but couldn't find anyone that needed it. I just prayed today that God would show me who I was supposed to bless this way because I was so sure it was what I was supposed to do, and now you're calling!!!! Can we come there?!" I broke down into tears. Yes, the blessing of having FREE babysitting is touching and not having to drive to get her and take her home was wonderful, but it was not the blessing Sharon thought she was giving us that made me tear up. I immediately heard the voice of God speak to my heart saying, "I had this good work planned and worked out in advance for you and it is small...but you have NO IDEA how good the plan is that I have for you for 9 months from now so do not spend ONE DAY worrying about your future." And so I will not.
In fact, Jeff was already approached about possibly running a multi-million dollar harbor in a neighboring town that is to be built over the course of the next year--not the construction of it, but actually running the harbor. Just another sign that there is something exciting in our future.
My first attack came this afternoon. Often when someone is separating from the military the command gives the separating member time to get things in order (including finding a job and moving, etc.) Jeff came home for lunch and informed me that the Commanding officer intends to make him go to Afghanistan (though it would be more than possible for Jeff to stay here) so that he would not be able to do a job search until he actually separates from the Navy. At first I was furious. I was enraged that the commanding officer who is new has no idea that Jeff has poured blood, sweat and tears into his job and has done it faithfully day in and day out since we have been here. To not consider the fact that he is ranked as the number one LT because he works hard infuriated me. But soon thereafter it occurred to me that a commanding officer in Gulfport MS certainly does not have the power to alter the plan of God in our lives. If Jeff is forced to go to Afghanistan before separating it is because that is what is required to achieve God's best for us and so I will give thanks. I will be thankful for every unexpected obstacle that comes along our path in this long journey God has for us. I'm certainly not going to let bitterness be apart of my journey because that would steal all of the joy that we have ahead of us.
If this can bring ANY glory to God, and stir anyones heart toward him, this is my only aim.
Now to Him who is able to do infinitely and immeasurably more than I could ever ask or imagine through His power be ALL of the glory.
May He increase your faith and desire to seek Him in your lives I pray!