Psalm 91:1-2 "Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. This I declare about the Lord: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I trust Him."
So my sister, Kathy, who I never see because she decided to abandoned her family to move to Marietta with her husband, was in town for a few days.
I don't do well this time of year because of my Seasonal Depressive Disorder (yeah, it really does exist) so I was really needing my big sister. I had been sitting at work thinking how bad I hate it here and how difficult it seems that my life has been. It had been raining for days and I was just about to take visit to the gun store and come back and take care of some the splinters in my saddle here at work. That probably wouldn't have made me feel any better but anyway I was just thinking about it. Suddenly my cell phone rings and it's Kathy, she's in town and is coming by work to see me. I was so excited!! I was crying before I even got off the phone with her. I don't think that I do a really good job of masking my emotions but even when I try, she can always see right through the boloney.
So, she comes by and comes in my office and after the sermon she gives me for feeling down in the dumps, she prays with me and Tricia. Then she wants to meet the people that I work with. For any of you who think you might ever "mess" with me, let me give you fair warning; I have not just one big sister but three. Two of them will agree with whatever arguement you have with me and join in on the stoning. Not Kathy, she will beat the living crap out of you for messing with her little brother. The story is told of how when she and Vickie were little that a couple of bullies tried to attack Vickie. Kathey caught one of them by the hair and commenced to beat the living crap out of her. They were all best friends after that. That is a philosophy I still hold to today; make sure all your friends are people that you have beat the skittles out of at one time or the other. There is one other philosophy about always hanging around people who are uglier than you but that is for another post.
Anyway, back to the sermon. Kathy shared a passage of scripture with us from Psalm 91 and it has been such a comfort to me and Patricia in the past few weeks. "Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest"......Those are words to live by. I guess I haven't been doing a good job of living in the shelter of the Most High because I have done everything but rest the past few weeks. My job has been aweful, our finances are in the toilet, I'm still fat....I'm pretty discontent in every area of my life. So I've been having to do a lot of repenting and praying. I still haven't gotten to the resting part though. It does seem that I am calmer. I was able to have a pretty decent conversation with God the other day without turning into a weeping pile of humanity. I still don't sleep much and the knot is still in my stomach every day I have to come to this place of employment. Verse two really conficts me, it says "he is my God, and I trust Him". Its really hard for me to trust. There's lots of reasons for that. I posted this Psalm on my wall and I make myself read it several times a day. Hopefully it will sink in to this very thick head(and heart) of mine.
Blessings
Allen
