Monday, February 16, 2009

Sightings...

In the summer of 1992, I went on my first Choir Tour. We went to Chicago and did Backyard Bible Classes with underprivileged inner-city children. It was an amazing, eye-opening experience for a spoiled 14 year old.

Before we were sent off on our tour bus, our pastor gave the 40-something of us a challenge he called "Sightings of the King." We each kept a journal and were asked to write about times when we saw the Lord working. It could be as little as a small act of kindness being performed, to something as life-changing as someone receiving Christ. It was a way for us to be continually reminded that God is at work all around us. It is, after all, so easy to get caught up in what is going on around us (life) that we "forget" that He is here, He is real, He IS...

This whole after-law-school-life has not been at all what I imagined. I have had to fight disappointment, loneliness and the ever-present feeling of being completely and utterly overwhelmed. At times (more often than I would care to admit), I have given into these feelings and cried and complained and acted out in anger and frustration. I know, I know, pathetic, huh? Thankfully, I have a merciful Father and He has graciously let me pitch my fits (sometimes with painful consequences) and yet still He loves me and shows me time and again that He hasn't forgotten us and that He has a perfect plan for our lives.

Sighting of the King... Just yesterday morning on the way to church, Michael commented that he needs to visit a dermatologist. My first response was fear. How much is that going to cost? Our deductible is $250 and that's A LOT of money for us right now. Miracle of miracles, instead of freaking out, I just took a deep breath and said, "O.K. I'll call about it tomorrow." We got to church, took the children to their classes and went to our class. Long story short, we sat right behind none other than a dermatologist PA (Coincidence? I don't think so!). He told Michael to call his office and tell the nurse that he wanted to see Michael A.S.A.P. - otherwise, he would have to wait 2 months to be seen. Now, I don't know how much this whole thing is going to be, but I do know that God ordered our steps so that we would meet this Dr. in our Sunday School class on the very morning Michael mentioned the need. I saw the Lord's hand in our lives yesterday morning and I'm not afraid (oh wonderful feeling!) because I know that He is going to take care of the rest. Praise the Lord for His peace!

To some, this may not be a big deal, but to me I heard loud and clear that I am not forgotten and that it really is going to be o.k. It was just enough encouragement for me to look forward to today and keep my eyes open for the next sighting of the King.