dis-content.

© Troy R Hewitt

"For the present form of this world is passing away."
1 Corinthians 7:31b

Abba has decided to not speak to me much right now. It's something I always respect, I mean, after all, He is God! But my soul has been aching, full of discontentment. I could not, would not, be content.

For the past 2 years, I've been moving from city to city. If I spent a year in one city, it was too much. Luckily, the Lord would move me. But alas, when He called me here it seemed like He wanted me to come with a mindset of permanency. I've been managing for the past 8 months but today I would not have it. So I did what I could do best, I sought Him. Then the Lord spoke through this passage in Corinthians.

Ah, Paul, I'm so in awe of how God still uses you! Paul reminded me that these daily affairs are not eternal. Day-to-day affairs are not eternal. I just needed to say that again because, man, it has felt like they will never end. Even as I was having quite time, my phone kept beeping and ringing with people demanding my attention, meetings requiring my assistance in the future & a mother who was worried my life had perish on a shooting on a main street nearby.

"You’re Brilliantly seen, silently heard Gentle and meek but the greatest protector its You," the words of Sarah MacIntosh play in the background... and I began to weep.
"Lord, you know my heart. You know..."
"I know. I know all things. I know, dearest."

The Lord called me here, to this dark place. Everyday I see how people care less about truth and more about lies. I can't drive anywhere without a homeless addict tapping my window asking for food & money, money I know will become drugs because you can see them injecting it at night. My ears are filled with the silent voice of children being sexually abused and the government ignoring the pleas for help, too busy indulging in corruption. The news are filled with dead corpses of young people who haven't seen their late twenties, some are drug related while many others are innocents who were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Funerals are filled with lamentations. It's only normal to get tired of it. God says, "It is only normal why I called you there."

"No one wants an un-tweetable, un-bloggable life," Andrew Byers says,"We want excitement and adventure conducive for really cool status updates, all conveniently captured on Instagram". I've had un-bloggable lately. Don't misunderstand me, great things are happening and I'm busier than ever, but I haven't been content. I've had the need to escape, to only see the future far from here.

"God may actually intend to transform us not by sending us on a plane, but by trapping us in the boring routines & mundane patterns of the daily grind. Our lives can only be lived in the here and now, not in the more exciting and beyond...nothing infuses meaning into lackluster tasks like doing them in radical devotion to the One who penetrated the horizons of death and hell.. and then burst out of the ground to end all futile journeys." —Andrew Byers

God rebuked me and comforted me.
           He makes all things right.. and I am content.

I am kept in the palm of Your hand
You make all things right
Impossibly close, tenderly held
I am surrounded yes I am surrounded by You

-Galaxy Former, Sarah MacIntosh