The Pleasant Palace on the Plaza

Today is a praising day.

I am remembering a time when God was over-the-top generous to me.

It was 2004. We had been in the USA and had returned to Bolivia for one more year so Daughter #4 could finish high school and Jake could hand over his camp responsibilities.

We needed a place to live and I believed God would lead us to something special — a pleasant place — like in Psalm 16:6: “The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places.”

I was hoping to live by one of my favorite plazas, one that was within walking distance to downtown Cochabamba, our church and the camp office.

I talked with various realtors, saw many places, but found nothing ‘pleasant’.

Then while prayer-walking around that plaza, I saw a house with workmen all around it.

I inquired. Yes, it would be available to rent.

I looked in, wondering. Is this it, Lord?

It was a grand house, an old-fashioned classy house, with big windows and wood floors, four spacious bedrooms, an office, and two dining rooms.

Two dining rooms. So, the larger was perfect for a ping-pong table. I remember laughing as Jake and his friend pushed that folded up green table down the sidewalks for five blocks from the store to that dining room.

But I am getting ahead of myself. Back to the house.

The living room had a fireplace, the kitchen a walk-in pantry, the entryway with its wide stairway was welcoming, as was the two-story porch, AND: it was like new, freshly painted and scrubbed.

What a place! I loved it immediately, so I was ecstatic when it all worked out and I looked forward to settling in.

BUT.

But right after moving all our stuff in, doubt and guilt came in, too.

This house is too nice for missionaries.

What will others think?

Is this really God’s will, or did I push for my way?

My unsettled heart lost all gratitude nor joy.

 

That first struggling morning, I read II Samuel 7:1.  “After the king was settled into his palace . . .”

I had to smile.

God did it again.

Spoke directly to me through His Word.

 

I kept reading and found out that after David had moved into his palace, the prophet Nathan told him that God was with him, had a plan for him, and then v. 18-29, David gushes praises to God for all His goodness to his family.

I was not King David, and our house was not that big, but I wrote in my journal, Lord, are You saying this is our palace? I believe You are. You have given this house to us and You want me to settle in, knowing You are here with us.

I repented of my fears and began thanking and praising God for His goodness to me and my family.

What a great place it was!

What a year it was!

Numerous memories were made in that house . . . with seminary students and ping-pong games. . . ladies Bible studies and teatimes. . . small group meetings and team dinners and Christmas parties . . . birthdays and graduation celebrations and family reunions . . .  so much happened in our Pleasant Palace on the Plaza.

That house symbolizes a whole year of God’s generosity.

I don’t deserve a generous love like this.

But I take it, and that’s why remembering this story, this house, has made this day a praising day.

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4 thoughts on “The Pleasant Palace on the Plaza

  1. Can I reply by using ³reply²?

    Sandy and I can totally identify with being blessed into where we don¹t ³belong² and we marvel at His wondrous deeds!

    Wilson Metz

    From: Sarah Keeps Growing Down Reply-To: Sarah Keeps Growing Down Date: Friday, April 26, 2019 at 6:04 AM To: Wilson Metz Subject: [New post] The Pleasant Palace on the Plaza

    WordPress.com sarahkeepsgrowingdown posted: “Today is a praising day. I am remembering a time when God was over-the-top generous to me. It was 2004. We had been in the USA and had returned to Bolivia for one more year so Daughter #4 could finish high school and Jake could hand over his camp respon”

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  2. I too am remembering thoughts about grand places to live in while we were in the Philippines those 10 years. Struggling with “what will people think”. Sarah thanks for being real with your feelings and helping us (in your beautiful and articulate way) to realize again that its what is in our hearts toward the Lord that matters most when we have surrendered everything to him.

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