Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble,
whatever things are just, whatever things are pure,
whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good
report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything
praiseworthy—meditate on these things.
Philippians 4:8(NKJV)
Zechariah 9:12 (NKJV)
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Yesterday would have been precisely the right time
to act a d~~n fool in frustration over some foolishness. I would have been well within my rights, and
right to boot, for calling certain folks out on their bad behavior; letting
their personal agendas getting in the way of getting things done, making right
well-considered decisions without first considering their personal ambitions,
etc…things I am familiar with because above all else, I am both human and
ambitious. Thankfully, most importantly,
yesterday, I was a child of God. I took
the opportunity presented, to say, do, and act according ONLY to my Father’s
Will and the guidance He provides me.
Yesterday, in the face of overwhelming foolishness, I was the peaceful
warrior.
Thank You, Lord.
Yesterday I really could have responded to the feeling in my gut that
something was going to be “out of order” with a call to battle. In fact, I confessed to a good friend and colleague
before a meeting began that I had a sense it was going to be contentious. She agreed, asked if I’d heard anything, and
asked how I knew. I told her that I was
listening to the Universe, and that I was fully prepared to handle it, for you
see, the battle was never mine.
I had nothing to do but stand by.
I did not fight. I did not get angry. I stayed cool. I didn’t even feel the need to pray through
it, only because I was safely hidden in The Rock. I had no anxiety about what was to come (and
it got ugly, and stayed that way, in fact, it ain’t over.) However, at all
times, I was content to be still and await the right way to proceed, knowing He
would make a way, and it would be plain, as well as something a committed bunch
of co-volutenteers could live with. Before night fell yesterday, it was all
done. In order. Recognizably right. Praise God.
When we learn to lean and depend; when we learn to
go to the hill; when we learn to seek His refuge, it’s alright. You see, before I ever walked into yesterday’s
meeting, it was already alright. The
test was mine-you see the battle wasn’t, but the test, waiting patiently upon the
Lord, was…and yesterday, when presented with the opportunity to glorify God, I
passed. Hallelujah!
What have you celebrated? What have you done well,
to the glory of God? Tests may not be wonderful, but passing them is. Passing your test is confirmation that God is
Good.
TIME!
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