Recess

Seeing God in All Things

We had another round of heavy weather again yesterday.  Once it pushed through, the temperatures really dropped off…it’s about 40 degrees here this morning!  There’s a really brisk wind still pushing the clouds overhead at a pretty good clip but the sun is out and it’s supposed to be beautiful for Mother’s Day.  (I wonder what Grace and Petee got me!  LOL)

There have been a couple of new birds stopping over at the feeders lately.  I’m sure most of them are migrating on because, in the two years I’ve been putting food out, have never seen these little guys before.  Unfortunately, I haven’t managed to get any really good images of any of them (yet) but I’ve had some Indigo Buntings (solid blue and absolutely gorgeous!), a Baltimore Oriole (orange and black and quite a sight!) and then, this morning, some bird with a solid black top, solid bright white underneath and black & white checkers on the tail end stopped by for a bite.  I’m going to have to hit the books to find that one!

Something else happened last Saturday.  Pastor was doing a message on how God is in ALL things (not just the times we miss tragedy but He’s there no matter what.)  He had us stop for 60 seconds and write down something that wasn’t right about our lives…something (or someone) that makes us stop and ask God, “Why me?”  I wrote not just one thing but several…took the whole sixty seconds, I did.  Looking at the list, I was almost overwhelmed with how NOT RIGHT my life is. 

Then, I found myself sitting there with the biggest smile on my face. 

Why?

Because, despite my being passionate about photography and sitting for eight hours a day in an office doing secretarial work; despite the ongoing battle of a relationship I have with my mother and sister; despite the bad ticker, arthritis, and bad lower back; despite my never having enough money to get through a year without adding to my credit card debt; despite my having next to nothing put away for retirement; and despite my still wondering if God will ever send a man to live my life with me…

I’ve never been happier.

Seriously.

It’s absolutely ridiculous how blessed my life is.  I see God’s hands all over it - know that He’s working to bring me out of the desert and into the lush, green world of Eden - and I’m so okay with that waiting that it scares me sometimes.  Maybe one day I’ll get to quit my security blanket of a job for a full time gig of fun and adventure - and maybe I won’t.  Maybe one day I’ll look in my bank account and there will be more there than I could ever spend - and maybe I won’t.  Maybe one day I’ll look up and Mr. “Couldn’t Be More Sweet” will be standing in front of me - and maybe he won’t.  Somewhere, along the road of life, I’ve realized it’s more important to be happy with what you have than to worry and fret about what you don’t.  Somewhere, as I’ve been traveling through this journey, I realized its not circumstances that make you happy - it’s something much more profound than that. 

After three years of walking the walk and talking the talk, I now have a basic understanding of who God is and how He works.  I know it is Him who is control of my life and I’m all for giving it to Him.  I’ve learned that brokeness is part of the process and I know that healing is always right around the corner if I just keep pushing forward.  I know that God intends all things for good and that He loves me more than anyone on earth ever will.  Or could. 

Yes, there’s a lot that’s still not right about my life - but there’s one main thing that is - and that - that one thing has made all the difference.