The Lord blessed me today. The lady behind the desk paused for a prompt after this intriguing comment. A story was coming my way. An encouraging nod got her started.
I had a doctor appointment this morning. When I got to the parking lot, the car had a flat. (I didn’t get it; seemed a bit odd to be blessed with a flat tire to start one’s day. I waited to hear more). Lord, I said, how am I going to get to the doctor’s? You know, the Lord sent this woman who was going my way, and I got to the appointment on time. When I came out of the doctor’s office, I said: Lord, how am I going to get back to work? Well, the Lord sent me this man who was going my way, and I got back here.
Luck, coincidence, synchronicity or a miracle? For the lady who was telling me the story, there was only one answer. She was pleased that God had made her day, but I was still curious. What about the flat? Oh, that’s still there; I’ll deal with it after I get off work, she said calmly.
The story made me realize I had been similarly blessed. While loading the suitcases to leave for Paradise, I noticed the van had a flat. No time to fix it-I would miss the plane. With everything else that was going on at the time (see: Leaving for Paradise) I did not feel particularly blessed that morning. If anything, it did not appear to be a good omen. I overlooked the blessing in disguise. My car hadn't shipped out as planned (see: Getting Around). If the paperwork had gone through on time, I would not have a car at hand to get to the airport. I made it to Paradise on schedule. What about the flat? A friend fixed it later that day. The car got to Paradise eventually.
Moral of the story: Adversity can provide an opportunity to count one’s blessings. After all, in Paradise, one doesn't just believe in miracles; one depends on them.
Next: Going Postal
I had a doctor appointment this morning. When I got to the parking lot, the car had a flat. (I didn’t get it; seemed a bit odd to be blessed with a flat tire to start one’s day. I waited to hear more). Lord, I said, how am I going to get to the doctor’s? You know, the Lord sent this woman who was going my way, and I got to the appointment on time. When I came out of the doctor’s office, I said: Lord, how am I going to get back to work? Well, the Lord sent me this man who was going my way, and I got back here.
Luck, coincidence, synchronicity or a miracle? For the lady who was telling me the story, there was only one answer. She was pleased that God had made her day, but I was still curious. What about the flat? Oh, that’s still there; I’ll deal with it after I get off work, she said calmly.
The story made me realize I had been similarly blessed. While loading the suitcases to leave for Paradise, I noticed the van had a flat. No time to fix it-I would miss the plane. With everything else that was going on at the time (see: Leaving for Paradise) I did not feel particularly blessed that morning. If anything, it did not appear to be a good omen. I overlooked the blessing in disguise. My car hadn't shipped out as planned (see: Getting Around). If the paperwork had gone through on time, I would not have a car at hand to get to the airport. I made it to Paradise on schedule. What about the flat? A friend fixed it later that day. The car got to Paradise eventually.
Moral of the story: Adversity can provide an opportunity to count one’s blessings. After all, in Paradise, one doesn't just believe in miracles; one depends on them.
Next: Going Postal
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