I looked out over the water and remembered a time God had spoken to me letting me know that just as the waves appear out of the sea without ceasing, so is His presence in my life.
I looked up to the sky to see some terns fly over my head and remembered when God had told me that with Him I can fly on wings like an eagle. I've wanted to fly away so badly lately. If I could just launch myself in the air and remove myself from life I would feel so free!
I looked at the children playing in the water, the old man and his wife walking through the surf, and the teenage boy learning how to boogie board. These are the people that I'm living for. God didn't reveal Himself to me so that I could live a great and successful life for myself. God revealed Himself to me so that I could live a great life for those around me.
I started to feel refreshed. The more I read the book, the more I felt the problems that entered my life last weekend slowly fade to mere raindrops from the hurricane that they seemed. God has this awesome quality that whenever we seek Him earnestly, He grants us comfort and shows us that He's in control.
Last Wednesday I was boarding an airplane to Jackson, MS for a two day work trip and I got a call from Wells Fargo telling me that they wanted to review some potential fraudulent charges on my account. She began to read off charges in the hundreds of dollars for online game sites, non-profits, hotel rooms, and all sorts of stuff. It sounded like someone had emptied my bank account overnight! Fortunately, Wells Fargo was able to keep the bank from processing a lot of the payments and refunded me for the few that they couldn't stop, all in the few minutes before I boarded!
On Friday I called my doctor's office to ask whether or not they had received results from my diabetic testing yet. They told me they hadn't but they'd call the lab and see if they had finished them yet. While I was waiting I drove to a fairly secluded beach about an hour away and just sat there reflecting on everything going on in my life- from my job, to volunteering with the college and 20s ministry at church, to the dreams I had for my life that I still hadn't accomplished. While sitting on the beach I got a phone call letting me know that they got my results and that all three tests came back negative. I had originally had testing done to see if I was producing my own insulin, and because I was producing some in small amounts I was eligible for the genetic testing. The doctor had made it sound like I was going to be one of three types of type MODY. Well, I guess I misunderstood because the tests came back negative and the nurse told me that I am a type 1 diabetic and will have to continue taking insulin injections. That was tough to hear. I had been running all kinds of scenarios through my mind of new possibilities that could present themselves if I could take an oral medication.
On Saturday morning I drove out to a sod farm halfway to Columbia in hopes of finding a bird that I hadn't seen yet this year. I'm not sure if I've discussed this yet, but I have been trying to see 300 species of birds in South Carolina this year. For those of you who have seen The Big Year, it's very similar. I like to think of it like one of the I Spy books that I used to read as a kid. I'm at 280, but the birds I still need to see can only be seen during migration. As I was driving down the dirt roads of the sod farm I almost got stuck in a few areas where the road was soft because of the recent storms we've been having. I never found the bird and right before I was going to leave I hit a pothole and my front shock started making a lot of noise. My car air conditioning hasn't been working, but I've been hoping to keep it running for a while in order to get through all the traveling necessary for my goal of 300. Toyota Corollas get much better gas mileage than trucks! I've decided not to drive it until I can determine what's wrong with the shock, then hopefully I can fix it on my own.
Sunday morning I woke up shivering as one of our house guests enjoyed sleeping with a lot of blankets on and I wasn't prepared. I decided that instead of going back to sleep I'd take advantage of the 5:30 wake-up time and take a trip to a new location where a different bird I needed had been seen on Saturday evening. I ended up having a potty attack and had to drive down the first dirt road that I came across. The dirt turned to mud very quickly and I was sliding all over the road before I could react. I ended up stuck perpendicular to the road. I guess God was trying to show me that they make 4-wheel drive for a reason! First, a visit to the woods, then I started trying to rock the truck in and out of the muddy rut that my back tires were in, but I only seemed to make it worse. I began to collect branches and sticks to jab under my tires in hopes of gaining some sort of traction, but it wasn't enough to overcome the 6 inches of mud I had sunk into. My phone didn't have any service, so I walked in prayer a mile back to the gas station. I had only asked God that getting out would be easier than it seemed it would be. My original intent was to enter the gas station and ask for the phone book and if I could borrow the phone. I was going to break the bank calling for a tow truck in that area of the state at 7 am on a Sunday, but it's the only option that came to mind. I was on my way to the door when I saw some older men talking and hanging out on the side of the building. I approached them and asked if they knew anyone with the ability to tow someone out of 6" of mud. I explained what happened and that I didn't have 4-wheel drive. God answered my prayer as they got a strap out and we all loaded into a mid-sized SUV. I finally figured out the definition of the word emasculated.... it describes the way you feel when your tough truck gets pulled out of the mud by the vehicle of a middle-class soccer mom!
I proceeded to my destination where I spent 4 hours looking but missed the bird. During the drive back the truck started beeping with a low-pressure tire alert. I stopped every half hour to try to figure out what tire it was, but everything looked fine the entire drive home. I took a nap when I got home and woke up to my truck being 4" lower in the front than I left it.
All this happened on top of the fact that we're losing a couple employees at work and my work load feels like it has tripled over the last week. All I could think was that I was getting punished for something I had done. How did all that happen in the matter of a few days? I learned that my health was not going to improve. I nearly lost all the money I had saved. And I broke both of my vehicles. On top of that, I could've gotten up to 282 birds, but I was still stuck at a lousy 280!
Well, nothing great has happened to suddenly overwrite everything that happened. God has done a lot of teaching over the last few days, and reminding me how critical it is to let Him carry my burdens for me. I'm continually trying to work on the idea that it's selfish to not let Him help, but the man in me wants to do everything without the help of others. I was fortunate enough to get the tire fixed for free, but the solution to everything else will have to come in time.
I don't know why all this happened, but I do know that God has a plan. I was once again comforted with the image of me walking behind God, staring at His back, knowing that as long as I didn't stray from the path He was leading me on, everything was going to be greater than I could imagine! Sometimes God allows us to be attacked as He did Job, and in those times He promises to never leave us or forsake us. So, I'm resting on those promises. I'm giving my burdens to Him to carry, and I'm blindly following where He leads, knowing that life is an adventure and God is my trail guide.
PRAYER REQUESTS
Please pray that I would not get discouraged, but that I would continue to seek God and His will for my life right now.
Pray for the opportunity I've recently been given to be a leader at theWELL ministry at church. That I would effectively reach people by planning community events and that those people would be led into relationships with churches and Christians because of the events.
Pray that my vision would be a reflection of God's vision.
Pray that my heart and mind would be prepared for what ends up taking place during my trip to Holland in December. Pray that I would be in a state of mind that allows the Holy Spirit to speak through me as He promises. More information about this trip can be read about in an event I recently created on facebook:
Love you all!