And when God is the only one around to talk to, you listen.
The neighborhood I moved into is a little rough. I have been warned by people who are from the city, people who used to live in the city and people who are not from here.
I figured God called me to it, He has a plan. And as long as I got my mace I am okay. I can fight off anything. (Fyi: God plus anything isn’t a solution)
As I am getting ready to go, I can’t find my mace. Did I leave it in Texas? I unpack boxes, turn everything upside down. No mace.
Transparent moment: absolutely terrified to walk the streets without it. Everyone has told me its dangerous. I watch stories on people being murdered daily.
God asked me if I trusted Him. Did we just go through this journey for me to be raped, murdered, killed? (The answer to this tells Him what I really think)
So I packed up without. I thought to myself, He’s gonna let me find the mace when I get back. Yes, I saw the lesson being taught.
I walked the streets of the neighborhood trying to look like I knew what I was doing. But I kept going the wrong way and having to go back. Probably looked pretty dumb. But I noticed it was a nice neighborhood.
The lawns were mowed. People took care of their property. The people I met along the way seemed friendly enough. The architecture revealed the history.
I felt like Gideon coming out of the wine press. Not sure about the enemy or God. But I knew I needed to keep moving forward. Backwards was not an option.
But I had a lovely day learning my way around the city. I heard my God say pray for this neighborhood and people. While many are waiting on the government to do something, the power to change things lies within.
What if God said, we can change everything about this city if we put people who pray and believe in these neighborhoods. People who are not jaded with fear and lack of compassion.
I am praying for my new neighborhood and neighbors. I pray He will decrease crime and violence. I pray He will protect families. I pray He gains all the glory.
When I returned home, I found the mace. I laughed.
You see I can go in my strength which is weak and limited. I can spray the enemy with mace and run. Or I can go in the power and strength of the Lord. He has the power to change hearts and lives. Where He leads is always the safe place to be.
Why did men always show up in twos? Why did she always have to pick? She hated being home, but the male attention she was getting wasn’t too bad. There was a handsome white gentleman who chased her all over town. then there was a good looking Negro who made her smile every time he showed up. But right in the middle of it, life happened. Zo had to decide would she be a woman of principle or a woman who took what she wanted. She would have to learn to make their racist intentions work for her.
Destiny’s Dilemma is the book of the month. It is available on Amazon and Books2Read.com
is leaving something behind. I think about the things I am going to miss, like pulling up to the Sonic drive-thru or working the camera at church. These things have become part of who I am, and the good news is God is still writing that story. This gives Him the right to edit.
I think about the people I won’t see every day and the fact that some of you are moving out of my life for good. We assume we have an eternity with each other. We don’t so we should make the most of the time we do have.
I have learned that God isn’t going to fill up something that is already full. So. He takes things away
Moments like this give me the opportunity to really value the people and activities which make an impact in my life. Some of these things will be hard to let go of, but I look forward to how they are replaced. And one of the really cool things about God is He always sends little snippets of what I can expect.
As I am on my way to the table to meet a good friend today for lunch, I ran into someone else. This woman is on my A List of people. Here daughter Amy is one of the biggest cheerleaders in my life. God sent Barbara Love by today to give me a hug and encouragement. It was so sweet running into her today. God keeps confirming those strong BSF foundations in my life.
Today I got to have lunch with a person who was my hero in college. I remember watching her as an undergrad and thinking I want to be like her when I grow up. And the cool thing about today is we spent the time talking about the future instead of reminiscing about the past. We acknowledged the challenges that are ahead of us but see more of the adventure that is to come.
We talked about the skills we have picked up over the last couple of decades and how we can use them more wisely. We knew the world had changed drastically since we were in college. We discussed how we as older women find ourselves in a place where we have a lot of knowledge but need to create new paths to distribute it. We encouraged each other.
God knew who I needed to meet with before I started this new journey and He knew what would be the outcome. When a sister is on her way up the ladder, she has to stop and take inventory of where she is. Knowing where I am, helps me know what I need to let go of, and what I need to keep.