So, where is the glory?

I woke up this morning.  I have another day to try and get things right.

I was paid today.  Others get paid today.  There isn't much left over and some that need to be paid will have to wait a bit longer.  But there's enough to squeak by.

I'm blessed to be able to work overtime today and tomorrow.  It's the first time since I've worked at Hill that they've let us work overtime over a four day weekend.  I'm really surprised.  And grateful.

Miss June is on the mend.  I can tell she feels better.  She's making a fuss over our houseguest, tracking what he eats, what he drinks, when it moves through him (I know, TMI).  She had a good day yesterday and it really lifted her spirits.

These are all little things, I know.  We work, we get paid.  It's part of the deal.  We take for granted we're gonna wake up each morning.  We make plans to do this or that and go about our lives.  We do this, go here and there, it's just life, right?

Where's the glory in that?  Do you see it?

If you're a regular reader of the blog, or close friends, you know the odd circumstances of my life and I honestly think some of you might wonder where I see God's glory in those circumstances.  For a while, I think everyone was looking for the happily ever after ending.  In that, maybe y'all could have seen the glory of God.  But as time marched on, that outcome became less and less of a possibility, yet, there's still glory for God to be had.

If you knew where to look.

I'm still in my house.  It's been the roughest year I've ever had financially, but I'm still at Lark Circle.  It's tenuous at best, but we're hanging on by our fingernails.  I couldn't have done that myself.  The glory for that goes to God.  Especially after all the things He did to keep me from selling the joint.

I have empathy for how people become homeless, despondent, beat down, and just give up.  I always thought that was a sign of weakness but I honestly see how people become broken.  I can understand loneliness in a way I never could before.  There's a lot of glory to God for understanding HOW people become the way they are.  Again, a lot of glory to God for me not becoming one of them.

I have more patience than I used to have.  I need to have a little more.  Every now and again, when the train comes off the tracks, I start to wonder why.  I recently had a little crisis of belief but a book my Pastor gave me really helped me through that.  I'm learning that timing is everything in the universe, and not my timing.  Understanding that brings glory to God because I'm willing to submit to his schedule, not try foolishly to demand He meet mine.

And I could go on and on about this, but you should be able to see that God does work in my life, and that He could love a sinner like me enough to take time out of running the universe to help me along my journey should speak volumes about God.  Am I not among the least of this world?  And yet, God, who created everything (OK evolution folks, have a scientist go into a room and create something from absolutely nothing, then I'll listen to your argument) can still take time to listen to a prayer, to meet a need, to find a way to keep encouraging me to stay on the path.  That's pretty amazing, and of course that in and of itself brings all kinds of glory to God!

Praise the Lord!

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