Taking a break

Blogger has an interesting little feature--well, interesting to an analytical type like myself--that shows me a breakdown of blog visitors by what post they are going to.  Now, of course, I certainly get my share of bots crawling around looking for whatever it is they're looking to suck up into Google's ever-hungry maw, but I have been blessed with readers and I can only hope that I have been used by God to speak the truth of the Gospel into someone's life.  I find it interesting that my all-time most-read post is not some controversial rant or deep theological thing, but a simple post written during a time I was hurting and struggling to trust in God's providing hand.  It is in that vein that I write here, and my intention to announce a small, (God willing) temporary change.

The joy and frustration of living in this "already/not yet" world that contains the Gospel but not its ultimate fulfillment produces lots of hard times.  It is unfortunate that I am crossing over into one of those right now.  I take a great deal of joy in knowing that God has promised exactly what the result of a time like this will be already:

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of him who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to corruption and obtain the freedom of the glory of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified.--Romans 8:18-30

 Knowing that to be true, the painful time that I am passing into right now is tempered by a very strange sense of peace, one that I know the last few years have been shaping me to go through, and a time that I know God will use for further shaping.  I am purposefully not giving any specifics at this time, but my point in writing this is to say that I will be taking time away from here, and those of you who follow me on Twitter or chat with me in the Reformed Pub or elsewhere on Facebook will probably be seeing much less of me.

I know, I know: "How can you take a hiatus from something you do maybe 2 or 3 times a month?"  But I actually do it more than that; I just take time with things, and I've always got numerous posts sitting in draft status waiting to be finished even as I post new ones.  I'm writing simply to say that I covet your prayers, and that I hope to return to this space shortly with a testimony that will give glory to God for the incredible work He is doing in our lives.  He is good, and I desire to have that perfect love cast out all fear and leave in its place the sort of strength that does not rely on human will, but on a God who is the sovereign King of the universe.  May He be merciful and wise.