I watch. I wait. I wonder.
Some call it courage. Some call it foolish.
I call it faith.
Six months ago, I wrote a blog post called, “Join me on our God Watch.”
It invited blogging friends to join our family as we entered another “God Watch” period in our lives – my husband’s pending unemployment. Years ago, I coined that phrase for our children as a game, of sorts. It was an intentional way of watching and waiting to see how the Lord would unexpectedly amaze us during a particularly difficult circumstance.
Now, it’s a family mantra.
Our God Watch is a reminder to gaze at His goodness. To rest in His reassurances. But more importantly, it’s a whisper of willingness to choose joy in the midst of doubt.
I chuckle as I re-read that post. Uncommitted, I typed it in less than ten minutes. Heartfelt was the God Watch invitation, but at the end of the post, I retorted, “remind me of this in six months if we’re still unemployed, deal?” I never assumed I would need to revisit that tongue and cheek comment.
Yet here I am, 6 months into our God Watch.
Satan would love nothing more than to take me down the winding road of regret and woo me into a long whining discussion. You know the one–the back and forth conversation that takes place in your mind. Ideas primed as dagger-like darts. Feelings that mull around in misery, yet no audible words ever leave the mouth. Oh yes, those have been some of my more lively discussions.
But today, I have a choice.
His faithfulness reminds me that I have no other choice than to punctuate my life with praise.
Praise for His security during times of uncertainty.
Praise for the little things, since they are reminders of the big things.
Like the way the stars twinkle so much brighter snuggling on a blanket with my husband and children, or the way my teen age son guzzles the soda straight from the 2 liter as I type. I’m not even annoyed. I am just so thankful he’s journeying with us, gifting us with his choice to be “an untypical teen” during this learning transition.
How about when my favorite grocery store tripled their coupons the very week I needed to stockpile my favorite items or the “trash to treasure” finds that I uncovered at last weekend’s yard sale?
Ah yes, finding joy in things I had entirely missed before deepens my faith walk. It’s a reminder of how this extended “God Watch” season can grow us deeper, make us more intentional, and reveal to us the little blessings that are so often overlooked.
So here’s to month seven.
I invite you to join our family on this “God Watch” as we watch fervently, wait expectantly and wonder with anticipation; for all that the Lord has in store during this adventure.
Do you care to join me with on your own God Watch journey? I’d love to have you.