This weekend was a crazy one. Matt turned 25 on Saturday, so I was down with his family spending some QT with my love and enjoying a weekend off after some intense class and such. I particularly loved Sunday afternoon when we just sat on the front driveway and talked about everything from theology to star trek. God, I love him.
The really difficult part was that I had a BUNCH of friends get married this weekend. I mean, wedding season is hard, but pairing that with his 25th and the fact that we're nowhere near getting married anytime soon is just flat out hard. And we want to get married so badly, the thing is that we can't afford it right now. Still waiting on that job to work out on his end.
So I left yesterday evening with that all too familiar feeling...wondering when it will ever be my turn. Wishing and praying and wondering if all those little voices along the way telling me that I should consider calling it quits were right. And then God spoke to me through Joel Osteen.
Now, the thing to realize is that I'm not really the world's biggest Joel Osteen fan. Don't get me wrong, I think he's a good guy and all, but I don't exactly sit up late waiting for his sermons to play at 2 am on the Christian channel. And I'm not first in line for his latest book release. Thing is, I was actually watching "My Name is Earl" simply because my real favourite show doesn't come on at that time on Sunday nights. And when I got bored with Earl, I started channel surfing and came across Mr. Osteen's show. I'm not really sure why I decided to stop there last night except for the fact that I love how he never looks at his notes when he preaches. That's the one thing I've tried really hard to steal in my own preaching style.
But anyway, Joel was going on about something or other when this little word of truth stuck out to me like a sore thumb: maybe things are going to work out, just not right now. Perhaps part of this all being worth it is that I need to sit and trust that God is going to fulfill the promise that he has made to me. God isn't exactly the type that goes back on promises.
So I realized that what I really need to do is just cool my jets and stop getting mad every time someone besides me gets married. God's gonna work all this stuff out, and I need to trust him. He loves me enough to have a bigger picture in mind when I want to limit myself to only what I see right now.
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