Ever had some tough decisions to make in life and not sure where the answer will come from ? Certainly, in this life we have all had to deal with difficult decisions of all sorts. As a person of faith and a believer in Jesus Christ, I believe that I have an added advantage in that I can speak to God and he will reveal his answer to me "in due time". And my friends, the "in due time" is where most of us find our difficulties. With this "microwave" society in which we live where we are all so used to getting what we want, when we want it, and how we want it, it can often be difficult to "wait on God".
"They that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles, ..." it says in the scripture (Isiah 40:31). Well Lord, that is easier said than done and that is where many of us get into trouble. Because we are not getting the answer that we want or we are not getting a clear indication as to what the answer is from God, we often decide that we will just "walk by sight and not by faith" though the Lord asks us to "walk by FAITH and not by sight".
There is a limit to what we can see and a limit to what we can comprehend with our mortal minds. God sees the full vision and is able to look out over the landscape and the horizon and see what we do not see. We do not get that promotion at work and are ready to walk into the bosses office and overturn the desk and raise pure hell in there. That is what our earthly mind sees and that is how our mortal being wants to act. What we don't see is that God is orchestrating a "per-chance" meeting between you and a former colleague which will result in you creating a hugely successful business that dwarfs the accomplishments of your present company. We get our hearts broken in a bad relationship and are ready to slash and burn everything in sight having to do with that ex. What we don't see is that treasure of a soul mate that God has in store for us to meet as we sit in the local coffee shop.
So as I sit and contemplate these tough business decisions which are on my immediate horizon, I just keep in mind that God sees what I don't see. He has the plan and I must just continue to pray to him and ask for guidance and ask Him that he reveal His plan to me in the appropriate time. So I pray and I wait and I pray and I wait and when God directs me to act, I will do just that ... all in accordance with His plan; NOT MINE.
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Wednesday, December 13, 2006
With You ...
"Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
When you started drinking in the evening, I was with you.
When you went to the party, I was with you.
When you stopped drinking at 1:30am, I was with you.
When you started your drive home, I was with you.
When you ran that stop sign, I was with you.
When that cop saw you run the stop sign, I was with you.
When the cop pulled you over, I was with you.
When the cop smelled alcohol on your breath, I was with you.
When the cop asked you step out of the truck, I was with you.
When the cop asked you to perform the tests, I was with you.
When you passed the tests, I was with you.
When the cop couldn't make up his mind and called another cop, I was with you.
When the 2nd cop asked you to perform more tests, I was with you.
When you passed ... well ... MOST of those tests, I was with you.
When the cops had their 5 minute discussion to decide what to do, I was with you.
When the cops decided to arrest you, I was with you.
In the 2 and 1/2 hours that it took the cops to convince themselves that they "had to get this one", I WAS WITH YOU !!
As you called your brother to come and get your truck before it got impounded, I was with you.
As your brother hurried to beat the tow-truck to the scene, I was with you.
WHEN your brother beat the tow-truck to the scene, I was with you.
As you rode silently in the back of the squad car, I was with you.
As you pondered on whether or not to take the breathalizer, I was with you.
As you recalled advice from lawyer friends NOT to take the breathalizer, I was with you.
As you got booked at the station, I was with you.
As you jotted down the necessary phone numbers from your cell phone, I was with you.
As you called your boy at 5am Sunday morning and he answered the phone, I was with you.
As your boy communicated the situation to your brother, I was with you.
As you sat for hours and hours in that holding cell, I was with you.
As your boy waited by the phone for each of your calls, I was with you.
As your boy, your brother, and his wife worked out the plan, I was with you.
When your sister-in-law met a good friend several years ago, I was with you.
When that friend met a good lawyer years ago, I was with you.
When your sister-in-law called that friend asking for a good lawyer, I was with you.
When she called that lawyer's office, I was with you.
When that lawyer's representative drafted the documents to get you out, I was with you.
When you were one of the first to get out that morning, I was with you.
When you hurt your knee years ago playing basketball, I was with you.
When you had surgery on that knee, I was with you.
When years of basketball caused wear and tear on your feet, I was with you.
When you went to see a doctor about this pain in both feet, I was with you.
When the doctor prescribed treatment, I was with you.
When you unknowingly piled up this evidence as to why you were physically unable to properly perform the tests that the police asked you to perform, I was with you.
As you met face to face with the lawyer for the first time, I was with you.
As the lawyer asked you about past injuries, I was with you.
As you remembered that you had documented record of these foot injuries, I was with you.
As the lawyer mentally began to build your defense, I was with you.
As you arrived in court, I was with you.
When you were one of the few able to afford a good lawyer, I was with you.
When your lawyer mentioned that the judge was a big Houston Astros fan, I was with you.
When the Astros made a big trade the day before, I was with you.
When you inadvertently heard the details of the trade the day before, I was with you.
When the judge did not hear the details of the trade the day before, I was with you.
When the judge asked you the details of the trade and you recalled, I was with you.
When this lead to you, the judge, and the lawyer having friendly chatter about baseball, I was with you.
When you were humanized in the eyes of those that would determine your fate, I was with you.
When you and your lawyer walked across the street for your license revocation hearing, I was with you.
When you and your lawyer arrived on time to see a group of cops waiting to testify, I was with you.
When you looked around the room and didn't see any of your cops, I was with you.
When you waited and waited and waited in the hearing room and still no sign of your cop, I was with you.
When the time came to hear your case and STILL no cop, I was with you.
When the state representative asked for the case to be rescheduled, I was with you.
When your lawyer provided sufficient evidence why the case should NOT be rescheduled, I was with you.
When the judge agreed with the evidence provided by your lawyer that there was not sufficient reason for the case to be rescheduled, I was with you.
When the judge motioned for the license revocation case to be dismissed, I was with you.
When your lawyer met the prosecuting attorney 20 years ago, I was with you.
When your lawyer and the prosecuting attorney remained friends over the years, I was with you.
When your lawyer presented the evidence to the prosecuting attorney, I was with you.
When the prosecuting attorney opened his mind to the evidence, I was with you.
When the prosecuting attorney opted to pursue a much lesser charge than the dreaded DWI, I was with you.
When the final terms of the resolution of your case are to be decided, THEN TOO I WILL BE WITH YOU !!
"Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
- Joshua 1:9
When you started drinking in the evening, I was with you.
When you went to the party, I was with you.
When you stopped drinking at 1:30am, I was with you.
When you started your drive home, I was with you.
When you ran that stop sign, I was with you.
When that cop saw you run the stop sign, I was with you.
When the cop pulled you over, I was with you.
When the cop smelled alcohol on your breath, I was with you.
When the cop asked you step out of the truck, I was with you.
When the cop asked you to perform the tests, I was with you.
When you passed the tests, I was with you.
When the cop couldn't make up his mind and called another cop, I was with you.
When the 2nd cop asked you to perform more tests, I was with you.
When you passed ... well ... MOST of those tests, I was with you.
When the cops had their 5 minute discussion to decide what to do, I was with you.
When the cops decided to arrest you, I was with you.
In the 2 and 1/2 hours that it took the cops to convince themselves that they "had to get this one", I WAS WITH YOU !!
As you called your brother to come and get your truck before it got impounded, I was with you.
As your brother hurried to beat the tow-truck to the scene, I was with you.
WHEN your brother beat the tow-truck to the scene, I was with you.
As you rode silently in the back of the squad car, I was with you.
As you pondered on whether or not to take the breathalizer, I was with you.
As you recalled advice from lawyer friends NOT to take the breathalizer, I was with you.
As you got booked at the station, I was with you.
As you jotted down the necessary phone numbers from your cell phone, I was with you.
As you called your boy at 5am Sunday morning and he answered the phone, I was with you.
As your boy communicated the situation to your brother, I was with you.
As you sat for hours and hours in that holding cell, I was with you.
As your boy waited by the phone for each of your calls, I was with you.
As your boy, your brother, and his wife worked out the plan, I was with you.
When your sister-in-law met a good friend several years ago, I was with you.
When that friend met a good lawyer years ago, I was with you.
When your sister-in-law called that friend asking for a good lawyer, I was with you.
When she called that lawyer's office, I was with you.
When that lawyer's representative drafted the documents to get you out, I was with you.
When you were one of the first to get out that morning, I was with you.
When you hurt your knee years ago playing basketball, I was with you.
When you had surgery on that knee, I was with you.
When years of basketball caused wear and tear on your feet, I was with you.
When you went to see a doctor about this pain in both feet, I was with you.
When the doctor prescribed treatment, I was with you.
When you unknowingly piled up this evidence as to why you were physically unable to properly perform the tests that the police asked you to perform, I was with you.
As you met face to face with the lawyer for the first time, I was with you.
As the lawyer asked you about past injuries, I was with you.
As you remembered that you had documented record of these foot injuries, I was with you.
As the lawyer mentally began to build your defense, I was with you.
As you arrived in court, I was with you.
When you were one of the few able to afford a good lawyer, I was with you.
When your lawyer mentioned that the judge was a big Houston Astros fan, I was with you.
When the Astros made a big trade the day before, I was with you.
When you inadvertently heard the details of the trade the day before, I was with you.
When the judge did not hear the details of the trade the day before, I was with you.
When the judge asked you the details of the trade and you recalled, I was with you.
When this lead to you, the judge, and the lawyer having friendly chatter about baseball, I was with you.
When you were humanized in the eyes of those that would determine your fate, I was with you.
When you and your lawyer walked across the street for your license revocation hearing, I was with you.
When you and your lawyer arrived on time to see a group of cops waiting to testify, I was with you.
When you looked around the room and didn't see any of your cops, I was with you.
When you waited and waited and waited in the hearing room and still no sign of your cop, I was with you.
When the time came to hear your case and STILL no cop, I was with you.
When the state representative asked for the case to be rescheduled, I was with you.
When your lawyer provided sufficient evidence why the case should NOT be rescheduled, I was with you.
When the judge agreed with the evidence provided by your lawyer that there was not sufficient reason for the case to be rescheduled, I was with you.
When the judge motioned for the license revocation case to be dismissed, I was with you.
When your lawyer met the prosecuting attorney 20 years ago, I was with you.
When your lawyer and the prosecuting attorney remained friends over the years, I was with you.
When your lawyer presented the evidence to the prosecuting attorney, I was with you.
When the prosecuting attorney opened his mind to the evidence, I was with you.
When the prosecuting attorney opted to pursue a much lesser charge than the dreaded DWI, I was with you.
When the final terms of the resolution of your case are to be decided, THEN TOO I WILL BE WITH YOU !!
"Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
- Joshua 1:9
Friday, November 17, 2006
My Cup Runneth Over ...
Today, I had to fill a cup !! It seems to me that most people take the miracle of conception and birth for granted. It's miraculously easy when you're not trying; ask any teenager who "experimentally" got pregnant while just having some fun. It's a whole different story when you are at a point in your life when you are ready to have children and you are ACTUALLY trying. Me and the Mrs. decided to give it the "good ole college try" after our years of "experimentation" wasn't planting the seed. It is at the point when you are sitting in the doctor's office and he/she is explaining in great detail the different steps that we have to go through to eliminate possible reasons for lack of conception, that you realize what a tremendous miracle it is that each one of us is in this world today. Millions of sperm embark on a journey through the female body but only 1 lucky guy makes it to the finish line and gets to live happily ever after with the egg produced by the female, IF she has produced an egg. The tremendous number of biological steps that have to fall in order crosses no one's mind when you meet that special someone or ,more simplistically, meet that someone with that special body and you are in the midst of enjoying the physical pleasure brought about laying in bed, or on couch, or on carpet, or on kitchen counter, ... with that person. In those situations when you are not trying and it is not on your mind, it just seems to happen whether you want it to or not. However, every minute detail of this process becomes abundantly clear when you have reached that point in your life when you must try.
So today, I had to fill a cup... As me and the Mrs. embark on this journey towards parenthood, the doctors not only have to check out all of her parts and biological processes, they have to make sure that ... ahem, ahem, ... all of my soldiers are marching and marching in an orderly upright fashion. So how do I prove this to the doctor you ask ? Well, let's say it involves a small gin & tonic-sized cup, a mouse, and Al Gore. Well he did invent the Internet didn't he ? Yep, I had about 30 minutes on a lunch break to go home and navigate to any website of my choice looking for images and video clips that could help me to "fill the cup". Considering I wasn't really in the mood, it took a while. The pressure was on, the clock was running out, I had 10 minutes to go and still ... EMPTY CUP. As it got down to 5 minutes, 4 minutes, 3 minutes, .... I focused and concentrated and came through in the clutch like all great athletes do. I filled the cup and "my cup runneth over". Now we just ask for that the blessings of the Lord runneth over in our journey towards parenthood. One overflowing cup deserves another, right ?
So today, I had to fill a cup... As me and the Mrs. embark on this journey towards parenthood, the doctors not only have to check out all of her parts and biological processes, they have to make sure that ... ahem, ahem, ... all of my soldiers are marching and marching in an orderly upright fashion. So how do I prove this to the doctor you ask ? Well, let's say it involves a small gin & tonic-sized cup, a mouse, and Al Gore. Well he did invent the Internet didn't he ? Yep, I had about 30 minutes on a lunch break to go home and navigate to any website of my choice looking for images and video clips that could help me to "fill the cup". Considering I wasn't really in the mood, it took a while. The pressure was on, the clock was running out, I had 10 minutes to go and still ... EMPTY CUP. As it got down to 5 minutes, 4 minutes, 3 minutes, .... I focused and concentrated and came through in the clutch like all great athletes do. I filled the cup and "my cup runneth over". Now we just ask for that the blessings of the Lord runneth over in our journey towards parenthood. One overflowing cup deserves another, right ?
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