He Worketh In Me
I am late today. It's because my life has been a whirlwind for days!
It really is true. And you probably don't want to know all the details, but perhaps it sufficeth to say that I have been in Portland, during which time circumstances led to people who I love dearly needing to share the roof over our head. So we have been moving furniture and making bedrooms out of living rooms, and acquiring bunk beds and making space in our home and in our hearts.
When we were done moving last night I was too tired to write.
I thought I would do it first thing this morning.
But the phone rang before I had climbed out of bed.
They needed a sub at the seminary.
So I went.
Because I love seminary.
Now I am home with a few spare moments to write.
I taught the Words of Mormon today. My favorite scripture in that chapter is verse 7...
"And I do this for a wise purpose; for thus it whispereth me, according to the workings of the Spirit of the Lord which is in me. And now, I do not know all things: but the Lord knoweth all things which are to come; wherefore, he worketh in me to do according to his will."
Oh, there is so much good in there.
The wise purpose, known by the Lord, who knows all things.
The whispering according to the workings of the Spirit.
But my most favorite part consists of four words...
He worketh in me.
It really is amazing. The Lord works in us...each one of us so that we might do according to His will.
When I wonder what my role is, what I have to offer, what more I can do all I need to do is to turn to Him.
He worketh in me.
And in those moments when we are called upon to move furniture, and set up bunkbeds, and fall asleep exhausted I am grateful, because it means I am being used up.
I am grateful for the opportunity to fall into bed worn out.
Because what I know at the end of those days is this.
He is working in me.
Tuning my heart.
Considering me good enough to act as His instrument.
What a privilege.