Sometimes I Share Too Much

Sometimes I share too much, this is probably one of them. I had been putting on hold several projects that I needed to do and wanted to do. It’s that wanted to do one that bothers me.

Yes, it was important, but it could have continued to wait and wait and wait. I chose it over everything else. We are supposed to be on summer hours, working Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. That so far has not happened even once. I had already put in several hours on the phone from home and the day was quickly slipping away from me. Excuses, excuses. I said the ugly word… “I’m sorry.” and put off the NEED/ want to another day.

After a night of struggling to get rest and peace and not succeeding I stumbled out of bed and began the morning. First thing that happened was I dropped my bible, lost my place. I was already begging forgiveness. It felt like a stumped toe! Another glitch in another day. It did however distract me for a moment, kind of refocused my attention. That lovely pink bible fell open to Isaiah 54 and God began to speak to me.

Break forth in joyful shouting and rejoice.

Enlarge the size of your tent

Stretch out the curtains of your dwelling

Lengthen your tent rope

Make your pegs firm

With great compassion and mercy, I will gather you to myself

With everlasting kindness, I will have compassion on you.

My loving kindness will not be removed from you.

No weapon that is formed against you will succeed.

I quickly made a phone call. He never fails to come to my rescue and defense. That is why this one hurt so much.

Love, Pam