Dear Church Family;
It was a recent foggy, rainy morning in Jennings. I had cooked Jordan breakfast and sent him off to school. Now it was my turn. Fried egg and cheese sandwich on a bagel bun. Yum! It was a good one. I had taken one bite. The cheese was melted to perfection. The yellow was hard, but not too hard. The edges of the egg were crispy, just right. I wanted to finish eating right there, but it was time for me to leave to go to an early appointment. No worries, I will just take this beautiful eggcheesebagel sandwich with me and eat it in the truck.
As I was putting my briefcase in the back seat, tragedy struck. The plastic plate holding my eggcheesebagel…..cracked!!! AArrgghh!! Down, down down, went my eggcheesebagel. Splat. In the mud. Aarrgghh!!! I seriously considered the five second rule, but the mud, the glorious mud, kept that from being my option. In about 100 miles of thought, all sorts of frustrating, complaining ideas flashed and started, (I said started) to rush through my head. I mean, I deserved that eggcheesebagel, and since it was taken away from me, and, and no one was watching, I figured that a pitty party/complaint session was in order.
But then I heard a voice in my spirit. It was God. And He said, “Don’t you dare throw a fit!” Ooooo! He began to flash before my mind thoughts of hungry people all over the world that had no eggcheesebagel this morning. He flashed across my mind people who would gladly pick up that food from the mud. He flashed across my mind all the goodness that He has provided for me, just because. “Don’t you dare throw a fit this morning!” You know, when God speaks, He makes a very compelling argument for doing what He says. So, I picked up my mess, and went on with my day. I was so glad God kept me from sinning, and complaining, over a lost eggcheesebagel.
Thank you Lord,