What’s her name?

I’m getting tired of calling her “the trailer”. So here it is, the name reveal post. But first, what’s behind the name of our sweet little camper.

The morning after we found her after Nathan left for work, I was in the bathroom doing my hair and The Lord and I were having a chat. I was thanking Him for blessing us with the camper. He didn’t have to. It’s def not a needed addition to our family. But for some reason, He chose to answer our request for a cheap free trailer that needed some TLC. I was asking Him to give me a good name for this little trailer. Something that is meaningful, God-glorifying, reflects our family, and if at all possible cute. I started thinking of all the things that will need to be done to get her fixed up and the Lord brought Psalm 23 to my memory. I’m sure you’re familiar with it. More specifically He reminded me of verse 3:

He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
    for his name’s sake.
I was speechless. Almost moved to tears. My heart was instantly with flooded with the following image- before Christ entered my life, my heart was like our little trailer. All our hearts are all like little abandoned camp trailers without Him. I don’t know the past life of our little trailer. Nor do I need to, it’s not important. What I do know- the storms that life on this broken and hurting planet have left her water damaged, dirty, and useless. No longer used for what she was created for, she sat alone. Until one day, (and bear with me here…this is all an illustration to how we relate to Jesus…I am in no way comparing us to God. This is just a picture He gave me!) one day Someone came for her. Saw her and chose her. Saw the potential that is still there. Sure there’s work to be done. Removing crap, the old dead stuff, the scars and damage from a hard life apart from the Creator. The amount of work to be done is of no matter to the Creator, because it is His joy to clean us up, restore us, for His Name’s sake. It’s no quick process either. It’s a lifelong one. 

I camped on this mental picture for awhile. And I love this mental picture. It’s tangible. I have seen how ugly and disgusting our trailer is/was. My heart, full of sin without the saving grace of Jesus, is a bazillion times more ugly than an abandoned trailer. Being reminded of what Christ has done for me is always a good thing.

Her name is Journey. For three reasons:
  1. We are all on a Journey with Jesus. I am. Nathan is. Our family is. You are. Everyone is on a Journey with Jesus.
  2. From here on out, she is being restored in order to be “lead down the paths of righteousness”. What’s more righteous for a camp trailer than being part of a family and going to awesome places? Being used for your created purpose- that’s the most righteous Journey of all.
  3. The non-spiritual reason: We are Journey fans. In fact my kids love the song “Don’t Stop Believin'”. They call it “our man song”. They belt it out from their carseats and it’s the cutest thing ever. 

I love how the Lord gave me a name that is what I asked for: meaningful, God-glorifying, reflects our family, and I think it’s cute because it fits!

Now right about here a family picture with Journey would be so sweet…I’m not that on top of it I guess. But we will get that picture someday soon! Here’s a couple pictures of us working though:

During dinette demo

Someday we will be camping in style. Until then we’re just sweating and working.

 So now when I refer to the trailer I will just call her Journey. Love that.
Thanks for taking the time to read this post. I’ll get back to the hard work in the next post!

Press on! 

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