Stories and other stuff

I'm gonna share a video with all y'all at the end of this.  It's not a happy one.  It's not a hand-clapper, feel good Christian song. It's anything but.  It's dark, it's raw, and it's honest. And it's sometimes where we find ourselves as human beings, and as Christians. My pastor referred to it as being stuck someplace between Good Friday and Easter Sunday; "stuck in Saturday" is how he put it this morning. I am.  I'm stuck in Saturday, but not because I want to be.  I am, however right where God put me and I'm here because it's necessary. I went shopping this morning before church.  I needed a couple of things for the house, and on the way I was telling God that I wasn't trying to fill that empty spot.  And then I was asking Him to help me not fill that empty spot.  The spot is empty because God wants it empty.  I got reminded of that about two minutes into the service.  Sometimes I think Karl has a direct line into...

I read a devotional or two every day.  In fact, one I was reading was on the radio at the exact time I was reading the scripture they cited.  I read it as it was read over the radio, word for word. Having devotions is a good thing.  For those that don't know, they're small stories, usually with a practical application of the Scripture they cite.  I also like writing them, too.  But.... My life sometimes is the devotional. God always is good to me and sometimes these devotionals really help grow my faith.  Sometimes they remind me of what God has done for others which gives me hope that God will also do for me. Sometimes, they remind me that even when God doesn't, that He is still good (ALL the time) and worthy of praise. Sometimes God tells me what He is going to do before He does it.  He's also good like that.  Lately, what He has been telling me is to "Let Go", while reminding me that letting go is not the same thing as giving up....

I enjoy hot dogs.  Sadly, I cannot eat the 99¢ a pack hot dogs that I used to.  I get gout and the nitrates in the hot dogs are just too much for the machine to process anymore.  Sausages, for some reason don't cause the problems hot dogs do.  Because of this, I have to be cautious about selecting what kind of hot dogs I can eat these days. I wanted to go to the Weber State game last Saturday.  Something just kinda told me I ought not go.  Listen, I struggle with this whole alone thing but God has a plan for me.  What that is, I will elaborate on at the end of the post, but back to the story.  I was loafing on the sofa watching football on TV and I just kinda felt compelled to start figuring out what for diner.  I had every intention when I left the house to BBQ steaks, have a baked potato and corn with it.  I hate living alone.  It's so hard to cook.  But the idea changed in the parking lot of the Smith's.  Get hot dogs...