Early in our relationship, STFM & me, hopped in our motor driven boat & set a course for our lives. We’ve navigated toward a mutually desirable destination hoping to arrive safely sooner rather than later. It’s the American way!
Both of us were raised to be responsible citizens, work, pay our bills & save a few bucks for a rainy day. We gave our best to raising our sons, and we’ve ardently fought for our marriage!
Storms and all, we’ve rocked along in the comfortably conservative motor boat of life together for 30+ years.
We’ve not stopped hoping & dreaming at this point, but many of our goals & plans appear to be overboard without a life jacket.
Six years ago, STFM was first diagnosed with PD as well as a degenerative spine issue. Four years ago his career ended. Two years ago, out of the clear blue sky one day, I heard the Lord speak to my spirit very definitively, “I’m teaching him how to sail.”
I could see the picture in my mind. Jesus was standing at the bow of what I then realized was a sailboat. He turned to me and said, “I’m teaching him (pointing at STFM) how to sail.”
What Jesus was really saying to me (at least what I’ve figured out so far) are these few things:
· I Am here in the boat with you.
· Have patience! I’ve replaced your self-propelled motor with a wind-dependent sail.
· Stay in the boat. Watch. Listen. Learn.
· Trust Me. I Am a Good Teacher.
· I know where WE are going.
A little more than a year ago, I believed Jesus was impressing on me the idea of “staying in the boat” by resigning from my job. It didn’t make sense to me, which caused me to think it really was Jesus’ idea.
I pulled a Moses. (Ex.3)
I argued. I expressed doubt & told Jesus my concerns, as if He didn’t know.
I was the only one with a job & benefits. We were already making ends meet with our savings.
I told Him I would be seen as irresponsible. I stayed in my job for another year and I was miserable.