Here's me...Saturday morning, pondering the oncoming huge, gigantic, unbelievable snowstorm with temperatures to be way below zero.
Mentally, I was half-way dressed, preparing to go to the grocer to buy a bunch more of what I don't need when I heard the temperature...seven degrees at 4:30 AM. That changed my thinking quick, fast and in a hurry. After all, I did my panic-shopping yesterday, my thoughts can drum up "forgotten possibles" all it wants...we're going nowhere. Plus, it is said to be getting colder by the minute.
I believe I've got everything I need...if I don't, then I don't need it. I'm going nowhere in seven-degree weather.
I'm calling it "trusting God" with God grinning because He knows lily-livered when it shows up in his beloveds. Which gives me a grin, too.
Facing oneself by admitting our "me" is a freedom beyond head-knowledge. It's another inside job when we are embarrassed to admit our less-than choices with no actual penalty involved. Who's to say me "nay?"
I'm missing my sister who passed away this week, and I'm feeling inordinately grateful that she got out before this frigid spell hit. Finding the good in a less-than situation...another God gift.
Thank you.
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