Why is it that you park
in the drive ways . . . and drive in the parkways? Why is it that when children
are babies, we encourage them to ‘pass gas’ or ‘burp’, yet it’s unacceptable to
do so when we hit our Jr. High age?
Why is it that when
we’re walking, jogging, or even taking a shower, that is the only time we truly
sit down and think things through? Why is it that we wait until things ‘hit the
fan’, before we decide to do something about it?
Why is it that our
Father has the immeasurable patience to put up with our antics . . . yet turn
around a split second later looking to comfort us in our sorrows . . . doesn’t
His patience EVER wear thin?
In looking at my life
lately, I just sometimes wonder why He doesn’t just shake His beautiful head at
me, and let me go off on my own. For some STRANGE and UNKOWN reason to me, He
still feels fit to want to ‘keep me out of trouble’ that always seems to find
me! *shrugs with a grin*
I may have told you my
story, and someday, I’m sure it may be one of my best sellers – if I ever get
the guts to put it in print! The things that He has brought me through . . .
the things He has saved me from . . . Heh! I feel REALLY bad for my guardian
angel! I can see it now! He’s up in Heaven, talking to my Father . . .
Angel: “But Lord! My word! Have you SEEN what trouble she’s gotten
into lately?!?”
Father: “Yes”, He replies calmly.
Angel: “I love, honor, and worship you, Lord . . . but I’m tired!!
Can’t you send in one of the fresh recruits?”
Father: “Don’t you understand?” He shook His head, slightly
perplexed – even though He already knew the answer.
Angel: “Understand what?”
Father: “Understand the future I have for her,” He simply said.
Angel: In wide-eyed exasperation, “But Lord!! She’s not going to
make it!!”
Father: “That is precisely why I placed YOU over her as her guard.
Don’t you understand that she is not only one of My daughters – she’s one of
the Princesses of This Kingdom.”
Angel: “Yes sir, however, may I point out that she will be joining
us A LOT sooner than You planned at the rate she’s going?”
Father: With a pleasant smile on His face, He chuckles.
Angel: “A thousand pardons, my Lord, but what are you laughing at?”
Father: “that you lady’s story has her ducking and running for
cover. It has you chasing your tail to keep up with her.”
Angel: “That’s my point!”
Father: He leans forward, with His elbows on His knees, as he
gently explains, “Don’t you see that she’s in My refining fire?”
Angel: “Than You’d better keep a closer eye on her! She’s about to
melt completely!”
Father: Shaking His head, He says, “What others have thrown away .
. . what others have called ‘filthy’, ‘marred’, ‘useless’, ‘beyond help’ . . .
I will use! To me, she is ‘priceless’, pure, strong, and will help many! That
one woman, does have a purpose – as many of my children do. I don’t take them
through the fire, just to set them aside. I take them through, so they can help
others through.”
Angel: “I understand that, Lord, but she’s just about burnt out!”
Father: “Then guide her to safety,” He shrugged at the simple
solution.
Angel: “Is that possible?”
Father: “With Me? All things are possible!” He winked, with a
smile.
Angel: “Then I will complete my mission!”
Father: “Go swiftly . . . and know that I will use her for great
things!”
Angel: He bowed, before beginning to step away. Then he faltered,
and looked up at The Father, and asked, “She will survive, right?”
Father: “There’s a reason she has gone through the fire so much.
She IS a survivor. She IS strong. She WILL do great things for this Kingdom.
Take care of her . . . and I will take care of the rest.”
Angel: He stood up
straight. With renewed vigor, he saluted The Lord, and said, “Yes sir!” and he
was gone.
. . . Is your angel
tired? Worn out? Know that there is a reason for this! You WILL be used for
good! You ARE strong!
