So I open my "God Calling" this morning, and the first thing I read is a note I wrote to me on this date in 1991: "I am right now being used by God, just exactly as I am." I thought back to the Fall of 1991, and I won't even go into the chaos in my life back then.
So I wrote under that note, "2014 - I can believe that right now in the midst of this viral infection." And I can. My choice, my life. With which came a blinding flash of the obvious, "God can and will intervene in my life in my behalf when I quit telling him where in my life he needs to intervene."
I mean for all I know God is right now putting out a major fire for me that I know nothing of because he knows this infection is an anthill that'll go when it goes.
There. There's another reason to love God. How many friends do we have or have we ever had that we could rail at and show our butt to just as if they wanted to see it, blame 'em and shame 'em even, and the very next day, they give us love, understanding, peace...with not one "I could have told you so" in it?
God is so good to me...to us.
Thank you.
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