Some of you will read the blog title and respond, "Of course you are! You're living in Phoenix!" Allow me to clarify a bit...
I'm living in the desert...like Israel when they wandered...like Moses when he felt all alone...that type of desert living. I know the popular conception of pastors/preachers is that they never feel apart from God, and never struggle to know what's coming next. We've raised up entire generations to believe if you're "on stage", you've always got it all together in every phase of life. You know what? That's a lie. I'm living in the desert.
Almost a year ago I received a phone call concerning a church planting possibility in the Phoenix area. A few months after that, we flew out to meet with prospective partners. A week after that, we said "yes" to moving. Less than 2 months after that I set out cross country with Katie, my oldest daughter, and we began a journey to the area. After arriving, my wife and youngest daughter flew out to be with us. The journey began. Now, nearly 5 months later, there is less clarity in my life then there was a year ago. Through some moving and shaking we felt led to look to the Surprise area to plant the church, in the west valley. All signs pointed to that being the right decision...and personally, I still think all signs point that way. But I'm in the desert. We're 35 days away from our lease expiring on our rental and still don't have a legitimate contract on a house...which takes at least 30 days to close. We continue to get the "its in process" or "the taxes are almost done" on one home that we thought back in December would be not only a quick sale but a good move...yet nothing. We look at other properties in hopes that one of them will be the right move...yet nothing. We pray for God to show up, to do His thing, to remind us that this is indeed His plan for us...yet nothing. We walk the tightrope between sitting back and allowing Him to work, and being proactive enough on our own to make things happen...yet nothing.
How is this possible? How do you move cross country, to a place you never dreamed of moving to and find yourself in such a neutral state? Maybe God is planning on showing up in the nick of time to remind us that indeed He is always working things out for us. Or maybe this is His way of saying we're heading the wrong direction. Maybe this is His way of saying we shouldn't have ever moved at all. I don't know. All I know is living in the desert stinks. Imagine being in love with the most incredible person you know, and wanting to spend the rest of your life with them. Now imagine you can't hear them. That's what it's like for me. Don't worry...I haven't lost my faith in Him. I haven't lost my passion for Him. I haven't stopped believing He is who He says He is. I just can't hear him. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't know how much is expected of me to take care of things, and how much He expects me to sit back and let Him work.
The people we have met so far in Surprise have been amazing! The area is ripe for harvest! The workers are few! So why can't we get there? Am I making too big a deal about getting there? Why can't I find peace? There is nothing within me that screams we should not have moved...I suppose at this point I just sit and wait...in the desert. I hate that place. I sure pray the lessons learned from it are amazing. Then again...His lessons always are.