Just a post script
Today's post is going to be short and is just a post script to a lot of things in life right now.
I was wanting to take a photo of the sign at the church I wrote about yesterday. It's been changed already. Sometimes that message from God comes in the oddest way. I'll take it and remember the lesson. Funny thing about that scab. It heals faster than it used to. I hope this is the time that it just scars over permanently. It may not hurt as long, but it hurts as much as it did the first time every time it's ripped open.
That's the first thing.
The second thing is a timely reminder that if God closed the door to anything it was for my own good and there's nothing for me behind that door. I need to quit knocking. In my defense, I didn't open that door. I didn't really even knock on the door. I just kind of walked around outside the fence on the sidewalk back and forth.
The third is something I picked up last night from a radio program. It applied to money but I think it applies to me. It was the story of the guy who hid the one talent his master gave him in the dirt. It didn't go well for that guy. The thing that struck me was that the pastor speaking mentioned people and giving in this light... God, if you gave me more, I'd give more. I've said that before. I meant it too. But I never looked at it from this point-of-view: What are you doing with what God has given you right now?
Ouch.
That falls in line with stewardship. Good lesson. It wasn't money I learned that lesson about though... it's not just money. I'd like to have someone in my life to share it with and found myself asking God for someone saying "If only I had someone, I wouldn't be tempted to do this or that." Well, how am I doing with what God has given me? Not bad but I could work on that a little more, I think.
That's why I don't point fingers. They usually point right back at me.
The last thing is pretty much trivial at this point, but worth mentioning:
I didn't forget.
I was wanting to take a photo of the sign at the church I wrote about yesterday. It's been changed already. Sometimes that message from God comes in the oddest way. I'll take it and remember the lesson. Funny thing about that scab. It heals faster than it used to. I hope this is the time that it just scars over permanently. It may not hurt as long, but it hurts as much as it did the first time every time it's ripped open.
That's the first thing.
The second thing is a timely reminder that if God closed the door to anything it was for my own good and there's nothing for me behind that door. I need to quit knocking. In my defense, I didn't open that door. I didn't really even knock on the door. I just kind of walked around outside the fence on the sidewalk back and forth.
The third is something I picked up last night from a radio program. It applied to money but I think it applies to me. It was the story of the guy who hid the one talent his master gave him in the dirt. It didn't go well for that guy. The thing that struck me was that the pastor speaking mentioned people and giving in this light... God, if you gave me more, I'd give more. I've said that before. I meant it too. But I never looked at it from this point-of-view: What are you doing with what God has given you right now?
Ouch.
That falls in line with stewardship. Good lesson. It wasn't money I learned that lesson about though... it's not just money. I'd like to have someone in my life to share it with and found myself asking God for someone saying "If only I had someone, I wouldn't be tempted to do this or that." Well, how am I doing with what God has given me? Not bad but I could work on that a little more, I think.
That's why I don't point fingers. They usually point right back at me.
The last thing is pretty much trivial at this point, but worth mentioning:
I didn't forget.
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