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Jesus is the anchor of my soul in the stormy seas of life |
My sense of humor keeps me from running aground |
"I Am Restoring Unto Thee A Sense of Humor" or "Thanks For Waiting - It May Be A While" |
Just the other day, God took me back to one of my previous writings to remind me again how He wants me to trust in His promises and wait for His blessings to appear. (Did He have me re-read this because He is tired of repeating Himself?) Yes, I got the new transmission He provided and the bill to go with it! I thought if He provided one, He'd provide the other also. Another lesson learned! Yes, a friend fixed the kitchen faucet for nothing and I finally got grudgingly reimbursed for the cost of the faucet by the landlady four months and much wrangling later. Now, boards on the back porch are rotten enough that I fell clear through one and did not do sufficient damage to myself to sue so I could retire. Carpenter ants are remodeling the garage at a horrific rate. The landlady has been gone for nearly a month (which is a blessing), so she doesn't know about these latest problems and she won't like them either. She may just tell me to move since she detests any kind of problem that costs her money. But, through all these things, God's word comforts me and reassures me that someday His answers will arrive! He has not sent monetary help and, in fact, has done the opposite and blessed my heart supremely by suggesting rather strongly that I just trust Him and give money to three other people from my lack! What a God! Surely, His ways are not my ways! Someday I will see and understand and thank Him eternally for all this. |
"The love of money is the root of all evil" is absolutely true. There must be more than one root, however, since the perpetual lack of it is also evil! It keeps ones mortal mind so focused on the constant juggling act that it consumes all available energy to the exclusion of anything else! Just like a little child who has perfect faith though, I believe that God will show up in my front yard one glorious day with a wheelbarrow full of money to relieve me of all my debts! He's the one that showed me that vision. Too bad He never gave me an approximate date of arrival. Meantime, the IRS, like everybody else in my life, is standing around with their hand out and I work dutifully so I can go deeper into the hole with every paycheck. That's rational, isn't it? Being single and self-employed is a curse! Certainly God is not ignorant of this fact. (Is that in Leviticus? Deuteronomy?) Surely God would not have neglected to include so profound a truth somewhere in His word! Jesus paid his taxes with money from the mouth of a fish! I haven't got time to fish, nor could I afford the license and, besides, He only owed 88 cents!!! No fish on the planet has a mouth big enough to hold what I have to pay and if it did, what would I use to land it? I can't afford to hire heavy equipment!!! Besides, with the way my luck has been going, I'd catch the right fish only to have a Fish and Wildlife agent appear to inform me that since it's an endangered species I have to throw it back before I could pry the money out of its mouth! What a marvel this walk through earthly life is. I keep expecting to see good and worse things appear! I feel like Job! I've had boils, but my hair hasn't fallen out yet! I have my heavenly Father's assurance that He is still on the job and hasn't forgotten about me. He tells me a hundred times a day to "trust Him". Now that is a pretty awesome request when you consider that any human who had promised this long without producing the goods would have been summarily removed from my life as a fraud and would have counted themselves lucky that I didn't sue them! Instead, I am admonished continually to trust in the invisible and not to worry about anything! Miraculously, I am learning to do this!!! And, the marvelous thing is, I do this without alcohol or drugs which God and I both abhor. Besides, I couldn't afford them anyway! Maybe God has called me to preach in prison and purposed this tax fiasco so I can do just that! I hope not. That's the one place I told Him I would rather not go to witness as it would be dangerous for me as I am basically a chicken with a sheep-sized brain. Well, He knows what He is doing, so I will just continue to praise Him and hang on to my white-knuckled hope that He will appear ahead of the G-men!!! I wonder if the IRS would believe: "God is my accountant; you will need to contact Him." It may be worth a try. It might at least get me a reduction in fines for originality!!! This will make a great, instructive story someday if I live to write it. But, hallelujah! God is right here shooting the rapids of the river of life with me! He knows I am barely able to swim too. No problem! He walks on water! |
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