A Year With God, Day 96 of 366

Today, I truly felt that if Jesus walked by my apartment and said, 'Leave what you're doing and follow me.' I would have done it in a heartbeat.

I am not usually the impulsive sort.  I'd normally be thinking, what about my husband?  And I need to brush my hair before I go.  And  what about lunch?

But not today.  Today I would have gone gladly.  This is less a measure of my devotion to God as it is a measure of how tired and frustrated I was feeling.

But it did make me wonder about when Jesus called his disciples and told them they had to come immediately.  I don't entirely understand why.   Would it be so bad to wait while they sent a note home to their dad saying, 'Going with  Jesus. Not sure when we'll be home.  Love you.'? 

But then again, as I think my way through it, I remember that I am a procrastinator.  I would have written the note, and then thought I'd better say goodbye in person, and then I'd be at home, and I'd be washing dishes and vacuuming and baking something special to tide my parents over til I got back . . . and the long and short of it is, if I didn't go with Jesus immediately, I never would.

A Year With God, Day 95 of 366

This is my 100th blog post.  Yay, me!  I guess.

I have honestly not put as much time and effort into this bog as I would like.  I just never seem to have the time and energy for it.

But even the few minutes I do find to devote to it help me clear my mind and feel better about things.  So I still consider this to be effective.

I don't write well when I'm stressed.  I don't write well when there are distractions, like other people around me.  I am not sure how to overcome that problem.  I can sometimes focus on my writing to the point where I forget anyone else is there.  But then that person wants to talk to me, and gets upset that I'm not paying attention . . .


But that's not the point I wanted to make.  I really feel that God led me to create this blog, and I am grateful that He did so.

A Year With God, Day 94 of 366

Years ago, I worked for a summer at an RV park.  Yesterday I drove by that place, only to find it closed.  there was nothing left but an empty field dotted with RV hookup posts.  It reminded me of a graveyard.

I was sad when I saw it, and wondered what had happened to the people who used to live there.  I prayed that they all went to some better place, but I know that some probably did not.  There is no way for me to know for sure.

Just like there is no way to know who is saved and who is not, from looking at the outside.  Only God can know for sure who truly believes in Him.

And all we can do is trust God to protect and care for those we love.

A Year With God, Day 93 of 366

So, today we had sun and warm weather.  It was a nice change from the cold and rain we've been having the past week or so. 

So, today I am thankful for the sun and daisies and happy pets.

I have come to the conclusion that I have to enjoy the good things in life, however simple, when they come.

God loves flowers.  After all, he made them.  So I should take a moment to enjoy them when I see them.

A Year With God, Day 92 of 366 (belated)

I know I have been running a day behind with my blog posts lately.  I worked a couple of overnight shifts, and it threw me off.

I like schedules.  I like knowing what's coming, and when I'll be working, and that how much money I'll have coming in to pay my bills.  I don't like uncertainty.

But the truth of the matter is, nothing in life is really certain.  If we were all born with a schedule showi g every day of our lives up until the moment we die, that might be convenient, but it wouldn't be living. 

And frankly, I think  it would get boring pretty quickly.  A little uncertainty and unexpectedness is a good thing.  It reminds us that there is more to life than what we plan for.  And God often gives us something better than we could imagine when we get knocked off our plan and onto his.

But still, I'd rather have a little less uncertainty in my life right now.

A Year With God, Day 91 of 366 (belated)

I just got home from a twelve hour shift at work, that turned into a fourteen hour shift, because my relief called in sick.

The first thing I did when I got home was take off my shoes and socks.  I immediately felt better. It struck me to write a blog about it, and then I wondered, what do feet have to do with God?

Then I thought of Jesus washing the disciples' feet.  After hours on their feet, walking with Jesus, their feet must have been tired and sore.  There is a lot of symbolism and deeper meaning behind the concept of foot-washing, but the simple fact that taking care of one's feet makes one feel better.

Because God cares about me.  Every part of me, not just my head or my heart, but also my feet.  And that's comforting.

A Year With God, Day 90 of 366--belated

There have been people in my life that affected me in a profound way.  And it hasn't always been people I've known for years--though there are many of them as well.  Sometimes, all it takes is one moment-- a shared glance, an understanding smile.  I don't think of these people every day, but when something reminds me of that moment, I remember them.

I think of the old lady on the bus once, who gave me a bookmark with a prayer on it.  Or the checker at the grocery store where my sister used to go.  My sister would always go through her line, no matter how long it was.  I think of the time I got so angry at a family get-together that I had to take a long walk, and my cousin's high school friend said he knew that feeling.

I think of the time my roommate had to go the emergency room.  I drove her car over, and while waiting, I hear a lady moaning and crying.  She was so scared, and thought she was all alone, so I went over and held her hand for a while.  She was so thrilled, she asked me if I was an angel.  There is something very moving, and uncomfortable about being mistaken for an angel. 

I think of that moment, not so much with pride, but with the realization that being an 'angel' can require so little effort and mean so much to someone.  Most of the moments I remember like this are about 'angels' who touched my life, but that one time I know I touched someone else's life.

The point of this being that you can show God's love in a moment.  Most times, we do this with a long relationship, but sometimes, it can happen in the blink of an eye.  A smile at the right time can change my outlook for the whole day, so why couldn't my smile do the same for someone else?

I need to watch for opportunities like that, if they can be watched for.  These things are important.



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