about 30 hours later my mom is late coming home and i want to go to church.... i get so frustrated that she is an hour late that i fly down the interstate. fly like 100 ish my sole focus was to get to church on time for a prayer meeting... i was already late so i was gonna have to come in late and the frustration built and built and built.. i get to church and sit down and im convicted like crazy. its like i hear God telling me... YOU MISSED ME. I COULD HAVE SHOWED YOU SOMETHING GREAT AND CRAZY AND LOVED ON YOU IN YOUR FRUSTRATION WHEN IT WAS JUST THE TWO OF US BUT YOU MISSED ME. and my mind began to think alot. i missed an opportunity to meet face to face with my Creator. i missed out on it. i cant believe that. how many times do i walk down the hallway and miss an opportunity. when i see someone crying and i pass by... where is the compassion. thats how i meet God face to face taking the missed opportunities the people before you didnt take. now its not all about who takes them. its the fact that they are getting taken. but why would i want to miss out on an opportunity to love on God to meet with him. to talk about him or with him. why? is my world so much better than his love.
HECK NO
so now... every missed opportunity from the person in front of me is just another opportunity God is graciously giving me..
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