Crossroads

 

alcova71611 (51)xThis is what the Lord says: “Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls. But you said, ‘We will not walk in it.’” Jeremiah 6:16

This week I changed the name of this blog.  The old name was about peacefulness and rest–Willowtree Harbor.  My family was unemployed, life was busy, and that name fit.  I needed calm. The new name is more representative of where this year is taking me.  As a writer, I’ve got a lot of irons in the fire–new series, new books, lots of ideas and work ahead.  As a housekeeper, I’ve been neglecting my house, and my entire family is suffering.  Time to simplify our spaces.  Renew the house and the yard so a person can breathe here, so the Spirit can walk with us and we can see and hear him and not lose him in the noise and clutter and chaos.

Especially time to fight a few demons  These have followed me my entire life, but I have the feeling this year God plans to put a club in my hand and stand at my side while we knock down some strongholds, clear out some dark towers, bring light to the damp dungeons.  Time to get serious about the care of my soul, because I think God wants to use my soul to touch other souls, and that can’t happen as it is now, not as well as it could.  Not the way he wants to use me.  Time to cut loose fear and doubt and clutter and the suffocation of wrong priorities and be what God wants. As my kids leave the nest, it’s time for new things, and they all hinge on the state of my soul and my ability to walk boldly on whatever path God sets before me.

So, with this newly named blog–Sojourn of the Scribe–I hope to chronicle this journey toward wholeness and into God’s battles for a weary world.  As the post categories indicate, I want to share with you the progress I make in my physical life (Living Space), relationships (Soul Knitting), new ministry opportunities (Wading In), spiritual growth (Soul Diligence), and my writing, which is my passion and touches everything else (The Bard.)  I don’t want to lecture–nothing is worse than a blogger who lectures. I don’t have many answers; I just want to share my paths.  The road is easier if we travel with others.  If we share while we walk, we’re less likely to feel the rocks under our feet.  If we laugh together, maybe we won’t feel the fatigue of many miles.  When it rains, we can sit under the same cloaks and tell stories to pass the damp hours.  When the sun is scorching us, we can dig together for water so we don’t die from thirst.

God has asked me to stand at the crossroads lately, like he did Israel in the verse from Jeremiah above, and look for the old paths.  The Israelites said no, they wouldn’t go.  That isn’t my plan.  Readers, simply knowing someone is out there reading my words will help me stand my ground.  Comment and share so I can help you stand yours.  We are sojourners, temporary wanderers in this realm. Come share my corner of the path for a while, and I will come and share yours.

 

 

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2 thoughts on “Crossroads

  1. Jill, I am blessed and honored to share the path with you. The desires of your heart resonate within me; they reach past my heart to stir my soul. I am intrigued and excited to see where God will take us in this new year!

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  2. Oddly enough, Joel and I are both reading Jeremiah and I read this part of it today. It really struck me. We will not walk in it. It was such a deliberate choice, an acknowledgment that they wanted their own way. How beautiful that instead, the work of your hands is a deliberate choice to walk right where he tells you.

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