I risk tipping my hand a day early on the song of the week with this post, but whatever. And the song is not “Attention”.
I’m going to speak in bumper stickers for a moment. An exercise to collect my thoughts if nothing else.
Happiness is a choice.
Embrace the change. There will always be change.
Love never fails.
So where does God speak to you? For me it’s usually on the beach, in a song, sometimes in a dream. Wow, imagine if I were napping on the beach while listening to my iPod. Anyway. I’ve been listening to this lyric, “I’ve been held back by something you said to me quietly on the stairs.” I haven’t had a discussion with the writer on who was talking or the deeper meaning of the whole song, but it reminded me of the way God sometimes speaks to us quietly. When we least expect it.
And then again sometimes He wallops us with a big, unmistakable sign. You know, like, “Hey Jenn, you’re unemployed now, but I’ve got this.” Or – and I just now remembered this one …
A few years ago I was driving back home late at night from a meeting at church. I didn’t really have time to be on this committee. I was working many hours at my “glamorous” Corporate America job, as usual. I was always tired, always stressed, often spinning my wheels.
So when we had these meetings at church once a month, my preference was to take care of business, have a good discussion, make some thoughtful decisions, and get out of there so I could get some sleep. I do realize I’ve been blessed with a strong personality. I don’t fear public speaking … I actually enjoy it. I know, weird. So if I feel I’m dominating a meeting I’ll back off and let others speak / try to get others to speak. It drives me up a wall when they won’t. (Patience is a virtue I need to work on.) We have committees for a reason … to make group decisions … to take advantage of a diversity of opinion.
I don’t remember the specifics of that night’s meeting, just that I was tired and frustrated. I was driving through farmland, where the deer and the antelope play. Well, deer and cattle. And raccoons, possums, skunks, squirrels, and one peacock. And then BOOM! The largest doe I’ve seen in a long time tried to wrap herself around my fairly new car.
Did the doe survive? I have no idea, she disappeared.
How was the car? Fine after some body work.
Was I hurt? Not physically. I cried and then drove home.
But the message from God was loud and clear. Slow down. You’re doing too much. I’ve got this. And oh by the way, I’ll smack you in the face with a deer if I have to, to get your attention.
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