An Appointment with God
Sometimes I think that when we try to adopt a lifestyle that God has called us to lead, it's easy to overlook His calling. There's something about being used by God that is difficult to accept. Me? Why would He use me? I'm not nearly good enough for Him to use. I'm not knowledgeable enough about His word. Many excuses pop into my head about why God wouldn't use me, but He does.
We tried out a new church on Sunday, having been lonely and not plugged in at the church we were attending. I dislike being a newbie, and feel on guard, wanting to keep people at arm's length until I've formed my opinion of the church. Is it a place I want to stay or not? We ended up sitting in front of a single lady who was friendly and chatty. My instinct was to keep her at arm's length, be polite without being too encouraging. But when I do that, I may miss a divine appointment. By building a wall, I'm not looking at others as Jesus would look at them. And this lady showed me what I can be missing out on by not seeing people through Jesus's eyes.
At the end of the service we chatted a little more with her, and she teared up often during our conversation about the church. She later asked my husband if had any contacts at Edwards that might be able to get her a job, since she was recently laid off and about to run out of unemployment. She cried as she told us that her rheumatoid arthritis was getting worse since she couldn't give herself injections. What she wanted was job contacts, which hopefully my husband can help with, but what we had on us was our checkbook, and we knew we could give her a little bit of cash to help her out.
She was overwhelmed and fought with us about accepting it. To us, it is what God calls us to do, and we didn't give it a second thought. She told us that God wanted her to be there that morning, because she almost didn't come due to the pain of her RA. She knew that by coming, that God had willed her to come and to sit by us and to meet us. It was a divine appointment that I might have shrugged off had she not been insistent that it was God that made her come to church, and she now knew why. How awesome to be a tool of God's, whether or not we feel worthy.
Any time God uses us for His greater good is a blessing, and for that, I am thankful.
We tried out a new church on Sunday, having been lonely and not plugged in at the church we were attending. I dislike being a newbie, and feel on guard, wanting to keep people at arm's length until I've formed my opinion of the church. Is it a place I want to stay or not? We ended up sitting in front of a single lady who was friendly and chatty. My instinct was to keep her at arm's length, be polite without being too encouraging. But when I do that, I may miss a divine appointment. By building a wall, I'm not looking at others as Jesus would look at them. And this lady showed me what I can be missing out on by not seeing people through Jesus's eyes.
At the end of the service we chatted a little more with her, and she teared up often during our conversation about the church. She later asked my husband if had any contacts at Edwards that might be able to get her a job, since she was recently laid off and about to run out of unemployment. She cried as she told us that her rheumatoid arthritis was getting worse since she couldn't give herself injections. What she wanted was job contacts, which hopefully my husband can help with, but what we had on us was our checkbook, and we knew we could give her a little bit of cash to help her out.
She was overwhelmed and fought with us about accepting it. To us, it is what God calls us to do, and we didn't give it a second thought. She told us that God wanted her to be there that morning, because she almost didn't come due to the pain of her RA. She knew that by coming, that God had willed her to come and to sit by us and to meet us. It was a divine appointment that I might have shrugged off had she not been insistent that it was God that made her come to church, and she now knew why. How awesome to be a tool of God's, whether or not we feel worthy.
Any time God uses us for His greater good is a blessing, and for that, I am thankful.
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