Really Living

The other morning while I was scrubbing blue bubble mint sparkle toothpaste off of the family room floor and the little three were roaring loudly with the help of various vacuum cleaner hose attachments and t-ball stand parts while being accompanied by the barking dog who, being blocked by a baby gate in the hall, couldn't see that they hadn't morphed into hideous beasts twice their normal size, my mind wandered. It wandered to a place where you only have to vacuum once a day. A place where well groomed children in pastel sweater-vests play contently with organic wooden toys in a soothing, well decorated play room, no TV in sight. Sweater-vested kids don't stomp on the tube of toothpaste to see how far they can get it to squirt out.  Sweater-vested kids don't rub bricks of cheese on the wall when you're not looking and they don't cram all of their brothers in to a box and slide them down the stairs as fast as they can, hitting the wall at the bottom so hard it knocks down pictures in other rooms. Sweater-vested kids are boring and to have boring, sweater-vested kids, you have to have a boring, sweater-vested life. As much as I'd like to only have to vacuum once a day I don't want a boring life and its a good thing too because God has not called me to a boring life.

I had the opportunity this week to sit down with a new friend who is quickly becoming one of my favorite people. We are nothing alike and yet so very similar. She has been a huge source of encouragement to me during this latest Johnston transition. She recognizes that we are being called to something different and she understands when I say,  "I have no idea what it looks like or whats coming next." Her life is the same, just in a different way. She lives by faith. Excitement fills our conversation as we share stories of Gods provision and our confidence that he will continue to provide in this next chapter of  life. It all seems crazy, this life that God has called us to, but we both admit that we wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, "any other way" seems awfully boring.

The last sentence of Romans 1:17 says,

          "The righteous shall live by faith" esv

This verse has always seemed so far away and out of reach for me. Like its this "have to" that I 'm striving for. I know that my righteousness is in Christ Jesus but living by faith? What does that look like? What if it's hard? What if I hate it? But this morning I read it again, in a different version. The Message says, 

           "The person in right standing before God by trusting in Him really lives."

And then comfort. I am living a life that is crazy, exciting, sometimes scarry and always messy. Few people understand it or would ever approve of it but I'm living by faith and all that means is, I trust in Him... and I am really living.