Have you ever noticed that when God teaches you a lesson, sometimes it comes in a still small voice. Last week I felt like Elijah on Mt. Horeb (1 kings 19) where all kinds of attention-getters were sent my way. We had a gathering at my house that started it all – Someone decided to pass on an illness to the rest of us. So, my girls were sick all night with flu-like symptoms (and if you have never had kids who were sick, you have never experienced the ultimate helplessness of a parent) whereby I ended up with whatever they had on Monday and Tuesday. I have never been as ill as I was on Monday. Never.
Well, I of course missed work, and was behind on a project that was due I thought on Friday. Turns out it was due by noon Thursday. Great. So I was scrambling on Wednesday and Thursday at work to get done what I needed to. I also missed class Tuesday night, and had homework due Saturday for 2 classes. Then was on the road for 11 hours on Friday for work, and had to scramble Friday night for my homework due the next day. THEN we found out our Bro-In-Law’s father passed and they were having services for them in Toledo Sun and Monday… And the girls were crabby both times on the road, and I made a stupid choice that caused conflict between my wife and I, and… I could go on.
Then this morning I was graciously reminded of Elijah on Mt Horeb. Fire on the mountain. Check. Crazy wind storm. Check. Small whisper from God.
Check.
This wonderful, quiet, cool morning, God reminded me, “I am still in control and I have a plan for you. You WILL have rough weeks. You WILL have good weeks. I will not give you more than you can handle. Trust Me, and trust in Me.”
Weeks like last, I am happy to forget. But I hope the lesson I learned, I will never forget.
