Monday, September 26, 2005

Little ways God has drawn me back to himself in recent days.

I went camping this weekend with my brother, two uncles, and my 4 year old (male) cousin. I knew going into it that it was going to be "that time of the month". I asked God on Friday before we left to please keep the cramps at bay so I could enjoy my time and participate in all of the outdoorsiness. He did and I did and I thank God that He cares about those "little" things.

I went to the gym before school this morning. I've been doing this pretty much since school started because it's pretty much the only time I have to go. But since I was gone all weekend I didn't really have things in order like I usually do and didn't realize until I was looking for a parking spot as school that I had forgotten my theory text which is what my assignment for the weekend was in rather than my normal workbook which I did have with me. As I'm panicking about the assignment I'm thinking, "Maybe she'll cancel class...no she has never cancelled class in the year and a half that I've had her...ok well then God help me to get a close parking spot so I can run in an explain myself before she starts..."
I got like the second parking spot, which is unheard of at 9:00.
When I walked into the building everyone was standing around looking at a sign on the door that said "MTC 205 cancelled".
I pretty much just laughed.


Now I'm not saying that I had like fallen away from God. But there has definitely been a bit of distance and struggle and confusion and doubt. And it's funny that these little showings of his faithfulness and involvement in my life are what He is drawing me back with. Not flashy signs and wonders. Not emotional highs. Just simple things that prove He is near.
He lead me to Psalm 23 last night. At which I initially scoffed and said, "Please, Lord. Even people who don't know you know that Psalm. Don't insult me with such surface scripture." He didn't throw don't bolts of lightening in response to my smart ass remarks He just told me again to read Psalm 23. Maybe it's because I was reading it in the NLT or maybe it's because I really did need such a kick in the pants, but I read it and reread it a few times and read it again this morning. The last 2 verses especially. They go something like:

"You pursue me with goodness and unfailing love all the days of my life. And I will live in the house of the Lord forever."

He freaking pursues us. With goodness. And unfailing love. With releasing my body from it's natural tendancies so I could enjoy a beautiful weekend with family. And by allowing such an odd combination of circumstances that I can't ignore his presence in my life.