And, God showed up
The plan was to ask yours truly if there was room for one more. I was told that the pastor wished to speak to me after the sermon. During the service, he introduced the congregation to a young man who had just recently started worshiping with us who is a student at WSU and was looking for housing.
I kinda told God that it was His house and if that's what He'd want....but something kinda told me to not do anything too hasty. It was something I was gonna have to think over. I waited around for the pastor after the service and by the time we got to talk about it, God had made other arrangements.
A guy showed up at our church today. He'd never been there before. He's moving to Las Vegas for work for six months and didn't want to give his place up. He offered it up to the young man, I'm told. Details to be arranged, but my services weren't required. That's probably a good thing. We have a full house.
I had to tell you that story to tell you this one. I had the oddest thought today during the service about another congregation coming to worship with us in our building. When I got home, I had a text from a member of that congregation wondering if our congregation would be willing to rent out part of the building. There was a board meeting today so I went back to church and told them my little story and got some contact information to pass along.
Those things actually happened today. It's not something I made up. I couldn't make that up. God's just doing God things in Ogden today. He does them all the time.
I wonder sometimes what I miss seeing God do, but I know I'm not missing as much as I used to because of the things I do see Him doing. I'm always looking for what He's doing around me; always wondering what He's up to. And sometimes I wonder if I'm refusing to believe what He shows me.
I hope not.
I had a conversation about faith that started with the last two minutes of the Redskins game. The Who told me I needed to have faith that my team would win the game. They didn't lose. The other team beat themselves. I'm all good with that because it was Dallas, by the way....but the conversation made me laugh.
Have faith? I do. But what about hope? I frequently tell God that I wish this or that because I believe He can cause the thing. I have faith that it's what He wants. But do I wish or do I have hope? That was the sermon's topic today. And during prayer time, I asked for a semi-truck full of wisdom. It came in the form of seeing God at work. God's working gave me the wisdom to know that the things I see happening in my own life give me good cause to not do the following:
Quit.
Go down a different path.
Give up hope.
I got what I asked for, in the most unexpected way.
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