So how would you spend your last day before leaving on such a momentous six-month quest? I am spending it thanking the Lord that I did not show my dismay to the mechanic who was to attach a battery-tender to my car today. We set it up a month ago. I asked more than once if he had researched my specific hybrid and wanted him to be certain. I set out to deliver the car. I’m home an hour and the call comes. It won’t work. What do you mean it won’t work? Blah blah blah. Uber back and my driver was a believer. We talked about how I was to be sweet and understanding because if I am unable to deal with the small things, how will God entrust me with big things? There is more to the story but then it is like all of our lives when we have a certain “good” plan and it is thwarted. My good neighbor will drive my car occasionally.
On the way home I picked up a salad for dinner. The greens have been gone from my frig for many days but my body is telling me that using up frozen Amy’s Mexican bowls is not building my health! The house is clean. Yesterday I had my hair trimmed and drove through McDonalds for a Happy Meal. Why? It reminds me of my children and grandchildren and a cheeseburger before I leave sounded necessary. What have I forgotten is the purpose for the rest of this day. I have been blessed to see so many friends in the last few weeks. I feel stored up. A few calls are trickling in. Those are the praying people who have been watching the calendar. Thank you.
September 27th, Our Daily Bread, had a few words from Psalm 90 on God’s help for our future. Vs 17 reminds us that we need His help to learn to think not just of ourselves, but of future generations. And we need His help to serve Him with the time we’ve been given – as He establishes the work of our hands and hearts. This season should be working with our hands and hearts to grow God’s Kingdom by sharing the good news of Jesus Christ. That includes mechanics, neighbors, friends, and me. Next chat from YWAM!