A Realization

A check in my spirit began to gnaw a while back, but I wasn't really sure what it meant.  I knew it had to do with Goshen, but just, well in my usual coping manner, got busy and tried to make sure I didn't commit whatever might be causing the check.  I figured if I was real busy on projects, I wouldn't be guilty of whatever had caused Abba to first give my heart a tug.  I knew it had to do with the place here, but it seemed to also have to do with Sukkot and the five fold ministry.

The "door of invitation" is not mine to open or close!  Suddenly, the reality that Sukkot was called for Jerusalem and trying to make it happen here, in Goshen would cheapen the entire observation.  He didn't tell me to advise everyone to buy tickets to Jerusalem; rather He said those who were led to be here would come without formal fan fair, but simply be led and drawn.  What a note of relief for me, as I am a social, mainstream, dork, lacking skills of small talk . . .

I really wanted to please Abba, still do, but the realization that He made me the way I am, doesn't call for a remake in every aspect.  I am not a socially needy person.  I can read and write with little human interaction for days on end.  I get up early, pray, have my devotions, do chores which involves talking to Abba, Messiah, and the critters, come back in and start working.  When Mr. B does get up, he doesn't say anything or even acknowledge me.  I'm not anti-social, just used to being non-social and shunned, I guess.  I was really concerned that folks might come and be very dissatisfied with me.  That's on old discomfort that, thankfully, is now only a small part of my life with just a handful of people.

Without worrying about how to do this, I simply told Abba I had truly embraced the idea of hosting a Sukkot gathering, but I knew this divided house would not be a comfortable atmosphere for guests.  It was at this point, I simply shrugged my shoulders and determined to trust Abba regardless of how things looked.  As it turns out, this isn't such a convenient location for distant folks to come, and there are several gatherings scheduled in many areas nearby.  My hostessing is unneeded, but my enthusiasm to share is being directed to surrounding areas, solving both problems.

I'm a pretty well behaved guest and definitely a gifted talents coach, so I'll be sharing outside of Goshen, which solves the divided house issue as well.  Our King is just so smart!  

Something Special

The week of Sukkot was wonderful.  The entire seventh month was just so very special.  It always is, but this year seemed especially spiritual and significant.  With all the uncertainty in the world right now, it was very comforting and reassuring to know these Feast Days of YHUH are forever!  There is a time coming in which we'll all be celebrating in the physical presence of Y'hshuah.  There's also a time coming in which we'll all be celebrating on the same days!

At this point in my walk, I observe the concealed moon as the first day of the new month.  I've observed others along the way, but this one seems right to me.  Of course, the others did too, at the time, which is why I'm saying, "at this point."  There have consistently been three days between my celebration of Yom Teruah and those who go by the sighted sliver, with those who maintain the new month at the lunar conjunction, between the two.  This got me thinking about the seventh month and the fact that even though we aren't all on the same date, there are many celebrating and that covers nearly the entire month.

As previously mentioned there were four days in which someone was celebrating Yom Teruah.  That means the last celebration of Yom Teruah was less than a week before the first folks would be observing Yom Kippur.  By the time those four days of observance were accomplished, the very next day would be the first day of Sukkot for those who keep the concealed moon calculations.  Yesterday would have been the final day of Sukkot for the sighted sliver "folk" while it was the 25th day on the calendar I keep.  I'm saying all this for two really great reasons . . . I think.

First, it was so wonderful to speak with others celebrating on a different day and none of us argued our own observation, we simply wished each other Happy Holy Days.   The second observation, I've made this year is just how many days were truly set apart by those seeking to celebrate these appointed times.  There are less than ten days in this entire month that were not set apart by someone!  That doesn't even cover the people who are keeping other calendars and celebrated earlier.

I'm not suggesting that the specific day doesn't matter, but rather we all truly are trying to please Abba and not be divisive!  It seems the desire for holiness is superseding the need to be right and that is something special!