He Will Not Let Your Foot Slip

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;

4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.

5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;

6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.

7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;

8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.

Jetlag, Fish & Chips, and English Hospitality!

I made it to England early yesterday morning and I think I am finally over the jetlag! I had NO idea how hard that was going to hit me! I could barely keep my eyes open all day yesterday and even after sleeping 11 hours last night, it was still hard to get up this morning. I took a half hour power nap this afternoon and then went for a run in the cold rain, so I think I have it worked out.

We are currently staying at a family friend’s house in the town of Rustington, which is right on the beach. It was actually sunny and beautiful here yesterday (though a little cold for swimming) but we walked down to the beach just to check it out before having my first try at fish and chips. I absolutely loved that meal! Not sure I would eat it very often because it was GREASY and really heavy, but I am definitely going to have it again before I leave!

Also, as another first, a wonderful and generous neighbor brought over a feast of roast lamb for us for dinner. It was so good! She has stuffed the lamb with garlic and rosemary and then made a gravy with the same stuff. There were roast potatoes, honey glazed parsnips, and some other great veggies to go along with it. I’m not kidding…it was like Thanksgiving dinner…but with lamb.

So here are a few shots of my surroundings, just in case you are curious!

This is the house we are staying in for awhile. Shot from the front.

The back of the house

The pub across the street

The beach on the English Channel


On Monday I begin a brand new journey. I am heading over to England for six weeks to help my boss and his family (who have just relocated over there) transition and settle into their new home. I have never been to Europe and I am really looking forward to this adventure.

But, this great adventure isn’t coming with out some stretching, some pain, and a bunch of mystery. You see, I wasn’t even going to go in the first place. They had asked me to go, but I just didn’t feel like it was the responsible thing to do. After all, after this trip I don’t have a job anymore so I need to stay here and figure out what I’m going to do next. It just seems irresponsible to go off to the UK when I should be networking and submitting my resume here. I need a plan. I always need a plan because I am a control freak. I like what is logical and tidy and this trip does not feel logical or tidy. But then I remembered that story in Joshua that God has been beating into my head lately. The story that I wrote about here. Everything logical said that I should stay here, but I knew I needed to inquire of the Lord. And do you know what he said? “Finish well.”

He didn’t say anything about a next step. He didn’t say anything about which direction I should go next. He just said to finish well. I knew in my heart that meant taking a trip to England.

So then this opportunity came up to interview with a local author whose personal assistant is leaving. Yes! A plan! So I went and interviewed and it went so great. We really clicked and sat and talked for two hours. I really love her ministry and was so excited when I left. Everything seemed perfect, but then I remembered this. Right. Inquire of the Lord. I’m a slow learner. So, I inquired of the Lord, and I got an email asking for a second interview. So I asked God, “Lord, should I pursue this job?” And do you know what he said? “This is not the job for you.” WHAT?! So I sounded like a crazy person writing back and saying that I could not pursue the job. But then she wrote back and said that she was so thankful at my response because they had two candidates that they loved and they had decided that one of us needed to say no. Oh. Well, I didn’t feel as crazy after I got that email, but I started to feel a little anxious.

Pretty much what God was telling me is that I am supposed to go to England without a plan for what I am going to do when I get back. Yes, that’s right, no plan! Are you kidding me? That is my nightmare. I mean, I have bills to pay! Doesn’t God remember that? Oh yeah, He remembers.

Sometimes I start to feel a little panicky about the whole situation and I pray “God, what am I supposed to do next? Please lead me in the right direction. Please don’t forget about me! Please help me to stay close to You because You always seem to be going in the right direction.” And every time, every single time, I hear one word. Not an audible word. I hear it in my heart. It resonates in my soul. “Peace.” Sometimes it’s accompanied by “finish well.” And then I remember this.

Deuteronomy 31:6
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”

Deuteronomy 31:8
The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”

Joshua 1:5
No one will be able to stand up against you all the days of your life. As I was with Moses, so I will be with you; I will never leave you nor forsake you.

This Week’s Entertainment

So I thought I would share with you some things that have been entertaining me this week. Warning: this is not going to be deep at all.

1. Marcel the Shell
Some people have too much time on their hands…and those people make me laugh.

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON from Dean Fleischer-Camp on Vimeo.

2. Tyler Stanton’s Blog. Some of my favorite posts are:
Tripp Crosby and Cars
15 Life Lessons from the Bachelorette
I’m Calling Your Bluff

3. This blog from Zach. Farts are funny. All the time.

4. Cake Wrecks. Get’s me every time. I would like to highlight this post.

5. Mr. Wong sings some Carrie Underwood. You know…sing can be a tricky word…

6. This email conversation. Sorry about the picture on the side. Just ignore that and read the email conversation. Hilarious!