This morning I quipped with my Starbucks barista that I sound like a SNL skit when I order coffee.
Yesterday was an interesting day. I finally completed my direct mailer for my boss. It only took two weeks, three if you consider the writing of the letter and getting the supplies to actually mail the thing out. And now I have four more counties to target. Fun stuff.
Yesterday, as I was stuffing envelopes, I had a moment. It was one of those moments wherein you know that you life is never going to be the same again. I received an email from a new blogger friend, and I was so humbled by the contents that all I could do was laugh, like Sarai when God told Abraham that he would father a child in his old age. I know that I’m not “old,” but God is answering prayers in ways I never saw coming.
It sounds counterintuitive, but I took a risk taking my job. The company is new to the US. I work in Philadelphia, not in the township in which my church ministers. I am unable to participate in most church activities. Yet God is blessing me in ways that I’ve not seen Him bless me in a very, very long time. Since before I started attending ROL. How can I be “doing” less for God, yet He is blessing me more? The answer is simple. I’m not doing anything for God. I am doing it with Him. I need discernment, wisdom, patience, peace, love, kindness, gentleness, self-control. I have none of these things on my own. It is only with God that I have these things. I’m in this thing with God for the long haul. Though this road He and I are walking seems to be going in the opposite direction of His promises, I’m walking forward. And I know that He is leading, because, on my own, I’d still be looking for a job.