Encouragement: Everyday Breeze

Hello again!

First off, I’m sorry for not posting anything spectacular yesterday. Let alone, posting a day late. The truth is, I wasn’t feeling quite up to it. I was having a difficult day. Actually, it seems to be a routine lately. So how was everybody’s weekend? Mine went okay; it was a little unusual, being that it was primarily just mom and I until saturday night. Much of my dad’s job takes place out of town, so we don’t really get to see him that much. Except on weekends. Oh well. He does the best he can, considering the circumstances. But at least he enjoys what he does. So I guess that’s a plus. Anyway, enough with the personal stuff.

I debated posting at all today. I know I said I would post every other day, but today I’m just not feeling it. Actually, I’ve been feeling that way a lot lately, especially the last couple days. Usually, my faith in God is enough to bring me out of the way I feel. But lately, I’ve only been feel his presence for “fleeting moments”. Like the singing of a or a powerful analogy used in church.

I encountered two of those experiences last Sunday in church. Although, I’m afraid some of it may have lost its impact on me since I didn’t write about it right away. The first had to do with the choice of music. I’ve always thought that music has the ability to touch someone’s soul and minister to them through a simple melody or a group of lyrics. I felt that way during the worship service. The songs were entitled “Draw Me Close” and “The Power Of Your Love”. Singing the songs in that church really touched me at that moment. It’s really hard to explain why, except to say that it had been a long time since I’ve felt like I belonged anywhere.. in a community. That is, outside my family circle. It’s a long story. Let’s just say my family has been through a lot the last couple of years. Anyway, I felt truly connected for once. Like God was “speaking to” me through the music as well as the people singing around me. In a weird way, I felt as if the songs were handpicked for me.

Then next source of comfort came from an analogy used in the Pastor’s sermon. It’s been three days, so I may have lost some of the specific details. For that, I’m sorry. Anyway, as a young man in the mission field, he was really debating God and the plan He had for the Pastor ‘s life. Walking along the tall brush in Africa, (I think) he asked God for a sign of peace and hope in regards to his future. Just then a small breeze caressed his cheek; it also separated the brush so he could see the path just a few feet ahead of him. Moments later, the breeze vanished. It was then that he realized that he didn’t have to see and understand the “whole” picture because God did.

I don’t know what else to say.

Later.