November 10, 2005

Today has seen some miracles and some extremely big changes in viewpoints for me, through what I could only describe as God working on me.

I've been worrried all week about money. I started tithing recently, as I have said, as the idea was given to me. Now I do see what Don Davis mentioned about how miraculous it works, if you give Him a chance.

I had reached a crisis of money, in that I would not be able to have ends meet today that needed to be met. I was in the process of cashing out some change I had saved up at work, when the bookkeeper asked if I wanted to cash my paycheck. I told her it was Thursday, not Friday, and she told me banks are closed tomorrow for the holiday. Thus, I had plenty of cash to cover what I needed, and to pay back some money to my Mother. Just when I was thinking my time to face the music had come, He shows me that faith does pay off, sometimes in something like that, others in the feelings and spirit.

So I spent all week looking foward to some show in a different city, only to be disappointed by the lines and crowd that was there, and the circumstances. What God showed me was that the company you keep can be better than the destination of the company. On the way home, we put in a cd that we all knew by heart, and within two minutes, we were singing along and in wonderful spirits. I think God's trying to show me not to place so much weight in the events in life, but in the loved ones around me, and how much more important and joyful they are. A lesson hard learned, but to remember how much I felt the spirit there in that car on the way home from Charlotte tonight with only Mae being heard, is something that will keep that lesson in my head for a long, long time, I think.

If not noticeably, how often do we not turn the other cheek towards those we run into in life that wrong us? In our hearts, do we still wish them ill, even if we act as if it doesn't bother us? How many of us live day-to-day thinking critically and maliciously about others that show us little or no love, despite our efforts? How often do we actually realize we can't hide those thoughts at all from the One for whom it really matters?