I guess I'll start with Sunday to go in chronological order. I am the type of woman that enjoys taking communion every Sunday. I use it as a time to renew my vows, as I like to call them, to my Lord. He gave me His most precious possession, His son, so I make an effort to remember the gift I gave Him, my life. After the bread I start my prayer to Him. I start by saying thank you for your son and then I let the Holly Spirit guide the rest. It never seems to fail, I learn something new each week. This week took me by surprise though.
During my last semester of college I spent almost all of my free time in the Old Testament. I found myself constantly saying I wish God spoke to me the way He spoke to the people back then. During that time He spoke straight to people. His voice was heard. I've always wished He would talk to me that way, then I would know what to do. But as I was saying, this past Sunday I was in prayer during the communion. I was allowing the Holy Spirit to take over that prayer, and during the middle of it I found myself saying thank you for the Holy Spirit himself. The prayer didn't stop at that. I thanked Him for allowing myself to die so that I could have Him live inside me, so I could have His Spirit dwell in my soul, direct my paths, and soften my heart. And that's when it hit me. I have something so much better than a God who talks to me when He wants, I have a God that literally lives inside me! I have His own Spirit! My Father has taken away the old me and given me a piece of Him that I carry around every day, no, every second of my life! How more blessed can we get? We don't have to rely on prophets to know God. We get to know Him ourselves because we believe. Because I believe Jesus is the Son of God and that He died in place of me, I will never walk this earth alone. I will always have the most magnificent being dwelling in me. That is something to give praise to!
And now for today. I just have to laugh at myself for a second. Today, I believed I could make it to work without filling up my tank. I had been on empty since the morning before and had done quite a bit of driving around. It wasn't like I didn't plan on getting gas, I had every intention to, but somehow that silly thing called time got away from me and the next thing I knew, I was running late to work. I prayed the whole way there that I would make it, and I almost did. I got to the last hill before the shopping center and all of the sudden the car started to shut down on me. I was furious with myself. I felt irresponsible and to be honest, just plain stupid. The worst part was I could see the gas station from the bottom of that hill. I called my job, told them I was having car trouble but would be there shortly. I also called another employee who was supposed to be working and thankfully she was running late so she would be able to pick me up. I also ended up texting a friend who lived just over the hill asking if he has a gas can I could use after work.
I don't normally call people by name on this blog but this friend went above and beyond for me so he deserves credit. I went on with my day trying to not think about how I was going to get gas to my car and onto my next job in time when I was asked to come to the front of the restaurant. As I walked up, I saw Mitchell. The same Mitchell I had text earlier. All he said was "I need your keys." I was a bit confused as to why he was there but I gratefully went to the back and fetched them for him. He then proceeded to go get gas, take it to my car, fill it up, and then here's the real kicker, he drove my car to the parking lot behind my job! It's over a mile away!! I'm not really sure how he managed that one without doing quite a bit of walking, but no matter how, I am so thankful for his serving heart. Guys, let me just reiterate this one more time for you. He was on his day off, he was relaxing at home, but instead he decided to sacrifice that for me. That is why I'm writing about him and that is why I'm using his name. A simple thank you doesn't even begin to show my appreciation for him right now. Writing about the event is barely doing it. The stress that was lifted from my shoulders was tremendous. I ended up getting off work extremely late because of the holiday lunch rush and as I left the back door of the restaurant there was my car, sitting in its usual spot. It was like the whole morning hadn't happened. Praise God for wonderful, caring friends!! Praise God!
And I want to leave you with a scripture that is hanging in my kitchen and one that I sent to another person who is special in my life.
You have searched me, Lord, and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
Psalm 139:1-6
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