I’ve told some people where I’ll be working over here, but perhaps not everyone knows what exactly will be my job description. Starting hopefully this Monday I will be driving an Ice Cream truck, complete with six annoying songs to attract little kids ready to pay $3 for a Popsicle. I actually think it’s a pretty crazy idea that a business like that even works, but it does and that is what God has provided as work for me right now. But…because of who I am, I’ve already been looking for a fallback and I know that out on the coast (aka Virginia Beach) their season is just starting to get warmed up and they’ll be looking for summer help here very soon. So…both ways, I know I’m covered.
But I think I’ll stick with the former thing for now just in this conversation, and perhaps even a job. I think it is a very good example of how God is like to us. I called over here with the intentions of working at a place similar to what I’d worked before only perhaps finding something that would tip. So after calling and finding out that there were in fact a couple options I thought it was amazing that God had provided. But the options that were before was: a sushi bar, a landscape business, and a construction business. Out of the three the former two were what I was goin’ for. I’m not much at construction though I’ve done it with my dad for about three to four years. So long story short they came down to this one job with the ice cream guy. Not exactly, or at all, what I was thinking of doing. But I’d asked God to provide and He did.
I hadn’t asked Him to provide a job that would fit my ego, or would make me feel big and tough or even that would strain me physically. I asked that He would work it out for me to come here if it was His will. Thus far He has done just that. I have all the options that I need to survive. But what is the most profitable happens to also be a job I’d have never thought of doing had I stayed in MI. But does that matter? What did I ask for from God? And where did He direct me?
I honestly came here with visions of grandeur, of some great life that I was about to embark on. But coming here thus far it seems to be more along the lines of how I lived at home, except my back pocket is way more empty. I actually had wanted to start working today or yesterday, but God made it so I wouldn’t start until Monday. Now I could ask God why He did that and say that He doesn’t really care about me because I’d like to see a little more inflow. But instead I decided not to worry about it and instead let Him worry about the details. As soon as I did that I found my worries go away.
A strange result has come about since then, I’ve had probably about three free meals jump up out of nowhere just because I was willing to relax about stuff and go along with other people for the ride. I also got to go see 10,000 BC on someone else’s dime (who would have it no other way no matter what we said) and I had a great time. I played checkers with my full mind on the game (which was a wild game with this guy from Africa who played like each King moved like a Bishop that jumped) and I wasn’t worried at all. I’m still not. God has gone before me here and I know it.
It’s because I’m convinced He is faithful to us. I know that even though things on the surface may look bad, and though the storm looks really nasty, you forget what the rain can do. Without rain nothing would grow, and without the darkness the light wouldn’t look so good. Without testing we would all be weak. Without heavy burdens from time to time we would all be flabby. God is faithful…but it’s only in ways that He knows is perfect for us. All we see is the surface, but indeed what He does for us cannot be anything but the best even though we may disagree.
God is like the ultimate love to us. He wants was is best for us. For some reason we can hear that, but as soon as something bad happens we blame it on God. If anything bad happens it was because we decided something against God, or whoever did something bad to you decided something against God. Say someone dies. A good friend of yours. Would you blame God, or ask him why He did this? You may, but in the end you’ll find that glory came to Him through the death all the same. Life is about glory to God. Death is not something to fear when all you live for is glory to God.
Anyway…my story here is just beginning and already I’ve seen a great deal of God working for me. I hope that throughout my time here I might be able to shed as much light into other people’s lives as much as He’s shed into mine.
He is faithful to us, if anything we are not being faithful to Him.
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