February 12, 2006

Today felt like a disaster.

But I actually talked to a friend about perception of good. How can I possibly tell God what is good and what is not? I think that He probably has a better grasp on what is good for me, and what is making me grow in Him.

I overslept, missed church, and felt like crap when I got up.

Following this, my plans were delayed when I had to take my Dad for more shopping, and get my sister from work.

What's the point of all this?

What felt like a disaster at the time was really a growing experience, littered with small miracles and witnessing opportunities.

I have so many instances today, that naming all is literal impossibility, but to name a few:

My Dad had to copy a document for my Grandmother, and payment purposes. At the time, we were literally two minutes from my church, so we stopped by. One has to also know that my parents don't attend the church that I do, so this was a new experience for him. He opted to go inside with me, as I silently hoped/prayed someone was in the church office that could copy the document for me.

Not only was someone in the office, but it was my head pastor, whom I had mentioned to my parents on several occasions. At this point, my father got to meet him and talk to him for a few minutes. Coming out of the church, my Dad told me what a good guy he thought my pastor was, and that he was a good guy to talk to about things. That made me feel very good, for some reason.

Tonight, as I was contemplating how much I needed sleep, I got an instant message from a friend I had made at my old job. She mentioned at one point how everything happens for a reason, and we got to talking about God, and His love. She mentioned how she was looking for a church, but was scared.

I've been praying/hoping that God would give me guidance in my witness, and tonight, He pretty much literally brought it right in front of me. And I think He was working through me, trying to help a friend. Another miracle out of a day I thought to be a disaster, at first.

I repeat an earlier thought with this: Is there any day that can EVER consider a disaster, in light of God's glory? Can we ever go home at the end of the day and think that the day was a TOTAL failure?