Ministry, Work, Love, and Life

     I can’t imagine what God is trying to teach me about Himself.  I’ve been kinda low key for the last few days, very close to tears many times; Read a book about chasing God and how He prefers us to want Him, not just His blessings. Amen

     My thoughts were that this could lead somewhere,but also this guy just wants to lead us to buy more books.  Oh, my selfish heart. It’s not been the same since an acquaintance of mine said it bothered him that whenever someone spoke at their church, they were selling something.

    While that may be true, do you think that would lead you to believe that there is something amiss at your church? Couldn’t be,could it? Has it become a brood of vipers? Perish the thought.

     On to bigger and bigger obstacles…

       I’m trying to learn to type correctly for a job interview on Feb 13th, which, if I improve or feel ready earlier, will be sooner than that, so the Bruce and I can celebrate his old age. Meanwhile, I’ve taken on a part time basis, a job that I believe in, without reservation, is my way of helping to free captives. This would be  Primerica. While it is geared more toward couples, they are helping me get a financial plan together. After that, I will be helping others do the same.

     This weekend will be my second time teaching the children’s class since the church came into my life. Excited but nervous. Expectant because of what’s been happening lately. I have been able to let go of circumstances more and more.

  My youngest sister called last night to tell me that my cousin has been given a week to live. She is also losing the battle with cancer.  Her kidneys are turning to rocks and protruding through her stomach from the tumors. I pray for her because it is times like these that God works miracles in.

    On the other hand, she’s not being obedient to God.  I pray anyway. I pray for her to know Him deeper than she ever has. I just expect His will be done. The odd, yet lovely in all of this? I have no hard feelings towards her,at all. When we lived together, I was always mad at her. And here I thought I haven’t grown.

     Sometimes, it’s hard for me to see the changes and I must go back to God and find out what I should be doing. For example, this week, after my associates were still complaining about the way we are treated by our boss, God decided to have me speak for them. Me and confrontation? Not the best of friends, especially when I don’t know who I’m cionfronting.

   Anyway, after much discussion with some very wise people, I took a witness and talked to her boss. Luckily, the witness spoke up when I was fighting the tears, giving me a chance to recompose. I admitted my part in the situation and spoke of the double-sidedness of the boss. Upon leaving, I was reminded of my own faults in this area; I have committed to be honest at all times, no matter how much it costs me.