How to pack light for a heavy trip

CLOUDS

I love to travel, but I hate to pack.  We just returned from a week-long getaway, and I bet I crammed three weeks of stuff into a week’s worth of play. I never pack light.  It’s just not me. But the problem with packing is that what you pack, you have to carry.

So as we’re traveling around, we’re also lugging around way more than we need. And far more than I should be carrying.  Especially with these pesky herniated disks I’ve got.  The uninvited stowaways that slow me down, even without my bags. That leave me fed up and worn down at home and away.

This week after huffing and puffing from the unseasonable cold of Louisiana, I sat down on one of God’s red rocks of Sedona, Arizona.  Surrounded by the golden glow and rustic warmth, I still carried a chill inside.  In the midst of physical pain, whirling thoughts of the “what if’s” crept in to steal a breathtaking view.

What if this is it? What if the healing never comes?  What if the prayer goes unanswered?  What if I heard Him wrong and I didn’t get it right?  What if He changed His mind?

And then I slowly unpacked a well-placed, God-given, feather-light message.  Sitting on a rock that hasn’t moved.  And yet even more, we stand on the immovable Rock of Jesus, who’s the same yesterday, today, and forever.  He stands the test of time in the middle of our own time of testing. He doesn’t change His mind.  He still heals.  We still hear, and He still draws near.

I pictured a life lived lighter.  Without all of those stowaways.  And while I’m waiting on His healing hand, maybe He’s waiting on my white-knuckled hands to move as well.  To relinquish a few things.  To let go of past mistakes, to unzip regrets, unfold disbelief and then hurl them over the edge.  Standing tall and peering over to watch them fall splat before pulling out the light layers of obedience stashed way at the bottom. They look too heavy and hard, but they go on light and easy.

With empty hands poised and ready for a heap of blessings, I look up.  To clouds of white fluff kissing a sky of serene blue.  My mind floats back to those God has used to spur me on in my faith. To grandparents’ prayers.  Back to when God lit a flame that has yet to dim.  And when He sent me straight to the well of His Word for a life-long friend.  Back to when cancer took her body, and Jesus took her home.

With head in the clouds, I think about the heavenly welcome party for my mom nearly a blink ago. How they all went home empty-handed, but with spirits filled to the rim with love and faith. That’s how I want to live here. Letting go of life’s luggage.  With grateful hands held high.

We can have assurance here that although we run and sometimes stumble in our faith for an audience of One, we are rallied on by an audience of many.  Are you carrying baggage that slows you down?  Are you like me, heavy-laden waiting years for an answered prayer?  Take heart, rest on the Rock, and move in close to the hand of grace.  And then Shhhh….listen.  Can you almost hear them? The roar of the clapping crowds?  Look high and listen up.  That’s your cloud of witnesses cheering you on!

If you know someone who needs this reminder, SHARE with the one you love!

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Hebrews 12:1

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. Matt. 11:28-30

 For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “Yes” in Christ. And so through him the “Amen” is spoken by us to the glory of God. 2 Cor. 1:20

 He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. Psalm 62:6

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. Heb. 13:8

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