What, me worry?
Sometimes the best of intentions can result in less than the best of outcomes. It's just part of life and I know that not everything I do will be successful. I get that. But what I don't try to do these days is blame other people for things going wrong, which they inevitably will.
Here's my go wrong stories: To make the trip to KF, we rented a car because when I dropped the truck off, mine decided to spit out coolant from the recovery tank. There's something wrong with the Saturn and I need to be looking into it soon. It's OK to drive local, but not taking it on a 1400 mile roadie anytime soon. I dropped the car off and nobody was at the desk so naturally things went wrong and I got charged for an extra day, which, in my piano wire tight finances was a domino that knocked down a couple of other dominos.
A couple of phone calls was all it took to break the chain before all the dominos came crashing down. It's nice to have someone to talk to around here, who's been where I'm at and offered some advice. God's so good that way, to put people in my life that can help.
"God helps those who help themselves." That's a bunch of hooey. I mean that. God helps! That's where that thought should stop. Sometimes that help isn't in a tangible thing like a big check, although if you'd like to send one, I'd be more than happy to accept it! Sometimes what we think we need isn't what we need at all (thanks, Pastor Karl, for that today!). I needed help. I got it. And what I needed was just a piece of advice from someone who's walked a mile in my shoes. My problem was solved with a phone call.
The thing was, I wasn't worried about the problem itself. I had faith it would work out the way it was supposed to. And it did. It's just that I have people that count on me and I would hate to let them down. I was more worried about that than what would happen to ME. I need to remember to factor that into the equation more often, though. I need to learn to say no when saying no is appropriate but God was kind enough to bless me to get through this bump in the road.
I think though, all too often we think we know what we need. I was convinced I knew what I needed but was open enough to the idea that what my solution to my problem was may not be what God's solution was. His answer and mine take me to the same place. His was better and I've long since given up the notion that I know best.
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'.
Except that when I don't know, trust and obey sounds like a good idea.
Friends, God is faithful, even in the storms. I had a quiet assurance that things would work out. I trusted God and He led me to what I needed over what I thought I needed. Trusting that things would work out, I was open to that and things did. I feel pretty good about that today and my day, although it's gonna be a LOOOOONNNNGGGG one will be better. I know that God will give me the strength to get through it.
I know that. So I guess I do know sumpthin' 'bout sumpthin.
I know this, too. The whole Oregon thing means a change in my life. I kind of think the whole story of hearing from my NO! was a way I could see that God sometimes tells us what He's going to do and then does it. I don't think it's that far fetched to believe that God will lead us and then just expect us to guess where we're going.
I'm not leaving today. Or quitting my job just yet. I don't feel compelled to do that, but I think there is a plan and it's in the infancy stages of unfolding. I just need to trust and when the time comes, obey. If it means hitting the road, hey, I'm ready for an adventure.
I say all of this because one thing that's changed is just a sense that I'm not where I belong. It's just a bit of an unrest that I've not felt before. It's not overwhelming, but it's there just the same.
More to follow gang! One thing for sure, it's never boring!
Here's my go wrong stories: To make the trip to KF, we rented a car because when I dropped the truck off, mine decided to spit out coolant from the recovery tank. There's something wrong with the Saturn and I need to be looking into it soon. It's OK to drive local, but not taking it on a 1400 mile roadie anytime soon. I dropped the car off and nobody was at the desk so naturally things went wrong and I got charged for an extra day, which, in my piano wire tight finances was a domino that knocked down a couple of other dominos.
A couple of phone calls was all it took to break the chain before all the dominos came crashing down. It's nice to have someone to talk to around here, who's been where I'm at and offered some advice. God's so good that way, to put people in my life that can help.
"God helps those who help themselves." That's a bunch of hooey. I mean that. God helps! That's where that thought should stop. Sometimes that help isn't in a tangible thing like a big check, although if you'd like to send one, I'd be more than happy to accept it! Sometimes what we think we need isn't what we need at all (thanks, Pastor Karl, for that today!). I needed help. I got it. And what I needed was just a piece of advice from someone who's walked a mile in my shoes. My problem was solved with a phone call.
The thing was, I wasn't worried about the problem itself. I had faith it would work out the way it was supposed to. And it did. It's just that I have people that count on me and I would hate to let them down. I was more worried about that than what would happen to ME. I need to remember to factor that into the equation more often, though. I need to learn to say no when saying no is appropriate but God was kind enough to bless me to get through this bump in the road.
I think though, all too often we think we know what we need. I was convinced I knew what I needed but was open enough to the idea that what my solution to my problem was may not be what God's solution was. His answer and mine take me to the same place. His was better and I've long since given up the notion that I know best.
I don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'.
Except that when I don't know, trust and obey sounds like a good idea.
Friends, God is faithful, even in the storms. I had a quiet assurance that things would work out. I trusted God and He led me to what I needed over what I thought I needed. Trusting that things would work out, I was open to that and things did. I feel pretty good about that today and my day, although it's gonna be a LOOOOONNNNGGGG one will be better. I know that God will give me the strength to get through it.
I know that. So I guess I do know sumpthin' 'bout sumpthin.
I know this, too. The whole Oregon thing means a change in my life. I kind of think the whole story of hearing from my NO! was a way I could see that God sometimes tells us what He's going to do and then does it. I don't think it's that far fetched to believe that God will lead us and then just expect us to guess where we're going.
I'm not leaving today. Or quitting my job just yet. I don't feel compelled to do that, but I think there is a plan and it's in the infancy stages of unfolding. I just need to trust and when the time comes, obey. If it means hitting the road, hey, I'm ready for an adventure.
I say all of this because one thing that's changed is just a sense that I'm not where I belong. It's just a bit of an unrest that I've not felt before. It's not overwhelming, but it's there just the same.
More to follow gang! One thing for sure, it's never boring!
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