I worked Sunday night shift. Monday morning my sleep was interrupted just after 10am (way too early). But my beloved (wife) informed me that she had just learned the brother in a family which has proven to be good friends over the years died. The funeral was to start in about half an hour. So I rushed around and made it to the funeral home, with no time to spare.
The officiant was a priest (cousin to the deceased) whom I haven’t seen for a few years. Also there was the family’s priest, just to show support.
Well, I feel good that I made it for the celebration of his life.
A verse came to mind later. It sits in the context of suffering for the sake of Jesus and the Good News. What happened to me would rate as a minor inconvenience compared to the grief and suffering of the bereaved family. Still, when a lesson flashes into my mind I will not let it pass unheeded.
It reads, “dedicate your lives to Christ as Lord. Always be ready to defend your confidence {in God} when anyone asks you to explain it. However, make your defense with gentleness and respect” (1 Peter 3:15 God’s Word).
Always be ready.
We never know when an opportunity to serve Jesus or support one another may arise.
Fatigued as I was my first thought through the fog of half-awake brainwork was to get back into bed. I thank God that Paraclete blew a clearing in the cloudy thinking of my feeble mind and got my feet into motion to get me where God expected me to be. In my human strength I headed one way. In the divine plan I headed another way.
And it was a good thing.
“But he [Jesus] told me: ‘My kindness is all you need. My power is strongest when you are weak.’ So I will brag even more about my weaknesses in order that Christ’s power will live in me. Therefore, I accept weakness, mistreatment, hardship, persecution, and difficulties suffered for Christ. It’s clear that when I’m weak, I’m strong” (2 Corinthians 12:9-10 God’s Word).
2 responses to “Get Me to the Right Place”
nopew
January 23rd, 2013 at 10:33
I agree. When others are weak our presence means they are not alone. Strength in numbers has a spiritual sense of community, too. Peace to you.
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greenlightlady
January 23rd, 2013 at 00:54
It is both a comfort and a relief “that when I’m weak, I’m strong”. Thank you for an encouraging post. It means a lot to people when you mourn with them. They will not forget.
Blessings ~ Wendy
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