Whats happening to me?
October 11, 06
It's a Wednesday night and I'm at church carrying a tray of food, looking for a seat in a crowded dining hall. I hear a voice say, "She won't be mad at you, you don't have to leave." I turn to see who they're talking about. At the table in front of me is the face of a young boy looking up at me.
Kyle is a child whose mother took him out of my classroom because he didn't make straight A's. This caused my job to be threatened. Many of my friends and family held resentment toward the parents and faculty for this.
The boy was horrified. I told him and showed him that I was genuinely glad to see him and that I and the other children truly missed him. He was relieved and we had a good meal together.
So, no, I will not hold resentment toward these people for how they have treated me (though I would like to) not for obvious reasons but because it isn't mine to hold. God will take care of each of us in His time.
October 25, 2006
It is the day after.
I am without a job.
I sit on a stump beside the pond
With arms folded and jaw set.
Like a petulant child I wait for God to explain himself.
I'm told that God treasures the moments that we cling to him. I wonder if He treasures this moment, probably not.
October 26, 2006
It is my observation that hard time encourages creativity; when you are thrown out of your daily schedule, when you come home to the house of the your life to find nothing where you left it. It is in the search for the answers, "why did this happen" and the question, "what do I do now" that buried truths are uncovered.
Faith is Timmy with a new boomerang.
He throws it with all his strength as far and as high as he can.
It flies over the house, over the trees, and out of sight.
He is stunned.
There's a loud crash and he takes off running.
He can't believe it didn't come back to him.
If I could throw myself into God's work the way Timmy threw that boomerang what amazing things God could accomplish through me.
