Why we tell our stories
One thing I know from being a Christian, and it's a steadfast rule:
Tell your story. Someone else needs to hear it.
I was listening to the radio today and heard one of the DJs on KLOVE telling a story of what happened to his family over the last week, and it reminded me that God is very much in control of His creation and that I'm on the right path.
The man's story was just a reminder that God is faithful. God works in His way, and in His time, but He's always faithful. I needed that reminder because good was trying to win out over best this morning. It didn't, and I asked for help, and God showed up, and showed off!
On a good day, I don't hardly know what's going to happen next. Today though, I got to see how this new car is a gift from the Giver of all good things, and provision for the future. To help me afford said car, my insurance is actually going DOWN! I'm so thrilled about that. I don't have guaranteed renewal anymore, but if Farmer's fires me, there's always AARP.
Before you laugh too much, the real senior discounts kick in this year. 55, baby! and I'm closer to it than 54.
Like I said, I needed that story, if only to remind me not to do anything stupid. Like try to run my life myself. I'm reminded of a though I had the other day about driving the car, and then driving it straight into a tree.
And then I remembered to surrender; to not fight; to just be.
Which sometimes is hard for me to do.
Tell your story. Someone else needs to hear it.
I was listening to the radio today and heard one of the DJs on KLOVE telling a story of what happened to his family over the last week, and it reminded me that God is very much in control of His creation and that I'm on the right path.
The man's story was just a reminder that God is faithful. God works in His way, and in His time, but He's always faithful. I needed that reminder because good was trying to win out over best this morning. It didn't, and I asked for help, and God showed up, and showed off!
On a good day, I don't hardly know what's going to happen next. Today though, I got to see how this new car is a gift from the Giver of all good things, and provision for the future. To help me afford said car, my insurance is actually going DOWN! I'm so thrilled about that. I don't have guaranteed renewal anymore, but if Farmer's fires me, there's always AARP.
Before you laugh too much, the real senior discounts kick in this year. 55, baby! and I'm closer to it than 54.
Like I said, I needed that story, if only to remind me not to do anything stupid. Like try to run my life myself. I'm reminded of a though I had the other day about driving the car, and then driving it straight into a tree.
And then I remembered to surrender; to not fight; to just be.
Which sometimes is hard for me to do.
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