I went to Free Chapel church yesterday. It was a nice service. I think nice is a good word for lack of deep, intimate encounter. But, I liked watching this fat, black lady dance to the LORD. She was awesome, and I know God had her right in front of me to teach me something about worship. I also know that the LORD had something in mind for me to learn this day.
Jentezen went on about Christmas and giving. The point was clear. Go spend time with my parents. Here I am in their house and hardly spend some good time together with them. So, when I got back, I took them for coffee. Then, I hung out with them all day long. It was very nice, and I know that they really liked it.
I did get admonished by God for not being gentle with my mom (she is a spiritual babe). I have to learn to be a bit more compassionate with the babes. It can be hard when they are family. No excuses though.
And, last night, God pointed out to me that I have been ungrateful for my job and all the blessings that He puts around me. You know, it really is a blessing to walk through this desert. My journey has been going on for almost six years now. I have seen great adversity. But, I choose to bless my God for allowing me to know Him like I do. I know that I am being brought into that place of counting it all joy in suffering. I am getting there.
My two verses: count it all joy and kindness leads to repentance.
So, I thank my Father. I thank you LORD for my job. I thank You for my parents. I thank You for allowing me to stay where I am. I thank You for the people You bring into my life. I thank You for Your provision. I thank You for miracles and knowledge and wisdom and understanding and prophecy. I thank You for making me more like You every day.
Mostly, I just thank You for You and for knowing Your great love. I thank You for Jesus. I thank You for your Spirit Who guides me and allows me to feel You physically.
LORD, I thank You.
Yesterday was a good day.