A letter

Making springs.

In Teaneck Winter on January 13, 2015 at 10:51 am

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Morning!  Hope you slept well.  I made the foolish decision to crawl back into bed after David left this morning thinking an extra hour of snoozing would somehow benefit my day.  Unwise decision, very unwise.  Glad the sun doesn’t hesitate to face the day, I’m getting better at it, just not today.  Now I feel groggy. I didn’t really sleep a wink in that hour and instead was half dreaming about ninja turtles.  I think the wake-dreaming subject matter was a direct correlation to the loud and passionate dialogue coming from Butter and Spanky in the other room.  They have no trouble facing the day and within minutes of being up are already conquering worlds and defeating bad guys somewhere.  I’ll try and learn from them.  The bad guys I will defeat today, are disguised very well and look a lot like mounds of laundry.  Good thing I have experience in this arena.  I know their tactics and I know how this will end. Me-1, Laundry-0.  Hope you get to defeat some bad guys today too.

So, I’ve been thinking a lot.  Such a surprise, I know.  I was reading in Psalms the other morning and read an amazing scripture.  I know I’ve read it before, but one particular phrase has not left me. It says, “Blessed are those whose strength is in You, in whose heart are the highways to Zion.  As they go through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; the early rain also covers it with pools.  They go from strength to strength; each one appears before God in Zion”. Psalm 84:5-7. Several things in this passage really stood out to me. Baca, means dryness or weeping.  Crazy, right?  These two words are very familiar to me lately,  as you know, but the next bit is the part that’s haunting me. “They make it a place of springs”.  They make it–I must make this stretch of the journey a place of water, a place of drinking deep.  How the heck do you make springs in a dry place, other than with tears?  Funny, I know, but, really? It also says, “As they go through”, or “passing through”.  I think this very phrase is one of the keys to making springs in desserts.  Don’t set up shop in the desert.  Don’t imagine decorating your house there.  Don’t try and familiarize yourself with the layout, don’t settle down, keep passing through.  Don’t change plans and discard the map.  Don’t grow weary and decide this must be the final destination.  Set your sights ahead to the other side.  Circle the star at the final destination!  Keep dreaming!  Put one foot in front of the other.  Keep walking.  Take the journey one day at a time. We are taking ground! We can’t stop here!  That word  passing through literally means transition, or passage. Such a great reminder, right?  I also thought it very interesting that this whole passage is a they passage.  That’s why I am writing you.  We need each other on this journey to the other side. Thank God we’re not alone.  It’s much easier to make springs together.

The other thing that really grabbed my heart was the phrase “early rain covers it with pools”.  This goes back to the facing the day business.  Deserts get hotter as the day goes on, which I’m sure evaporates the early pools.  Its ok, you can trust my desert expertise!  Wink, wink.  Of all the times in life that it is difficult, uninspiring, and down right challenging to face the day with courage and a happy heart, it’s in a dry, weeping season.  But if there are early pools awaiting me, by golly, help kick my derrière into gear and tell me to find the pools.  Call me crazy on this, and yes, it’s probably not what it really means if you asked the scholars, but it works for me.  Oh, friend, we can do this.  We can make our land full of springs!

Obviously, thankfulness is HUGE for making springs.  I’m going to be thankful.  You watch me! And, I’ll probably be telling you about it. I am also going to be setting my heart on his promises, and listening to His GPS.  Remind me not to listen to the pond scum.  Verses 11 and 12 in the same chapter are amazing.  “For the Lord is a sun and shield.  The Lord bestows favor and honor.  No good thing will the Lord withhold from those who walk uprightly.  O Lord of Hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in you.”  What a drink for our souls.

With David gone 6 days a week, and only home for dinner on Saturday’s and Sunday’s, I was feeling very uninspired to cook and had resorted to quesadillas for almost a week straight.  Well, I guess I had the flu too,  and could give a bit of credit to that, but regardless, my poor children cannot survive on quesadillas alone.  After pondering these scriptures, I have decided one way to make springs is to still cook.  You know me, I’m a cooker.  I love it.  So that’s what I’m going to do, keep cooking, and I’m going to keep enjoying it.  Last nights Winter Chili was the “spring” for the day.  What are you going to do to make springs?

Love you so much!


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