I had intended on setting down and typing up a post on how good my weekend was and how it turn extremely great Sunday evening when my wife came to me and said she decided to be baptized and wanted to know if I want to perform the ceremony....WHAT!!!, you even had to ask that? Then Monday morning the week started turning south on me. My knee (I know y'all are probably tired of hearing about it) starting bothering me and by Tuesday night it was to the point I just laid on my mind and tried to focus on anything else through my yoga class, this on top of people coming to me and flooding with their problems...problems that all I could was telling you need to take that to the Lord and see what he tells ya, that's to big for and way above my pay grade. I'll save ya some boring details and skip to Wednesday around noon...we were replacing some tiles (pipe, culvert) across a couple of drives and I had went to get a load of gravel to cover one, well after loading I stepped out of the backhoe and laying there in tracks I had just made was a feather...undamaged from the traffic the I had created in the yard. I blew a little dust of of it and stuck it in the backhoe. I have to explain the feather and a few other things later, but my knee started feeling a bit better by the time I got back in the dump truck and by Wednesday evening I even felt like going to the gym and got a little leg workout in. My leg felt great Thursday and a friend come to me news that not life threatening but breaks my heart for him...yet another question requiring the expertise of God. So here we are late Thursday night/early Friday morning and I can't sleep which is odd because I normally sleep like a baby after having as good a yoga practice as I had tonight, because my brain is working over time and then it hits me or at least I think so. The Lord eased my knee pain to allow me to think and about 1:00am it was like "Glenn, you're the tile." Much like the old rusted out tile that was filled with dirt so that water had to run around and over it rather through it, I was filled with anger, discontent, pride, ego...I could go on but I sure you get the point by now that I wasn't in a very good place...I was filled with dirt and the good news had to run around or over me because I was blocked. The Lord replaced that old rusted out tile with a new one so He can use me to let His word flow down stream to where it needs to go. It seems that this is the time of day He wants to talk to me or maybe it's the only time of day my brain though swirling with active picks up on what He's say...maybe He's the swirling activity waiting on me to shut up and listen!
Well, my week has ended much better than the middle part of it and I'll get up in the morning enjoy a church service and then just a small project (I normally don't do anything work wise on Sunday) and then I'll sit on the cation-patio and read.
I may never fully understand, but I don't have to. I've only got to shut up and listen to him and trust that what I hear is correct and follow Him, much like the Israelite's followed their cloud in their exodus from Egypt. If God can lead a nation through the wilderness He can lead me through this world.
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