Friday, February 17, 2012
Your will, not mine
I am working at home this morning and have a meeting at my old workplace this afternoon. I have four days in a row that I don't have to wake up at 4 a.m. I have always claimed to be an early-bird, but I am beginning to wonder because this schedule is really taking a toll on me. In my old job, I never set the alarm because I knew I would be awake by 6 at the latest. But now I wake to an alarm because I need to be on the bus by 6:15. I will get used to it.
I got an e-mail from one of my sponsees the other day - it was a response to one of my Valentines poems. She wrote "Roses are red, violets are blue, I am skinny, how about you?" And then she told me about her new startup business selling some kind of weight loss scheme. Holy crap. Over the course of many years, I have loved this woman and spent untold hours with her - nursing her broken heart, listening to her life, etc. And now she's trying to sell me a weight loss product? It may take me another day or two to be able to get on the phone and talk to her about this.
Nothing is forever. Much as I want it to be when it is good. When I love someone, I hope that this will last until my dying day. And I know a lot of that is a decision - a decision to love someone after they have offended, or done something I don't like, sometimes terrible things.
The bottom line is: On a sunny day in 1984 (I don't really remember if it was sunny, but likely it was), I made a decision to turn my will and my life over to the care of God, as I understood Him. I never took that decision back or changed my mind. Therefore, things happen in my life that I don't expect. Most of the time, the surprise is wonderful. Sometimes it isn't. But with God's Grace, I know that I can get through anything.
Who could ask for more than that?