The funny thing about change is that I don't get to control it. A program friend and I had a good time laughing at ourselves one day because we agreed that asking God for a change has a caveat, as in, please God, don't embarrass me or bankrupt me or make me move or put me in a funky relationship. In other words, please give it to me in a palatable manner which I can understand. And appreciate. In my own time.
One messy thing that I ask for is to feel my feelings. So, they come out sometimes with force and surprise to me and others. This morning at the close of a meeting I was in the best of moods when I realize that my 'cheat sheets' were gone from under the monitor that I usually use. They were phone #s for different specialists that we only use occasionally, instructions on how to set some things up-handy things when on the computer, less handy put away in a desk drawer down the hall. I just about hit the roof. Went from zero to 110 mph in a millisecond.
It's the ferocity of my reaction that surprises me. I'm still feeling the confusion of it as I sit at home, hours afterwards.
What's good about today is that I don't have to figure anything out but I always have the chance to Trust God.
You can call me "Your Highney-ness"
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