Daily Archives: February 9, 2009

You Are Supposed to be Here

Jeff’s First Post! I was going to wait until March…because I thought he needed extra time…but hey! He wrote this one out for me this morning! Without further ado….here ya go!

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Have you ever been asked to do something you are not sure you can do? I just hate to say no. But in my mind, I am thinking: “Me? Write a blog? I don’t even read that much! I can’t spell and you want me to write?” That was pretty much my response to Angie when she asked me. Then when she showed me her new blog page—I was like—“but I didn’t say I would yet.” But she knows I will.

Well, we are on vacation when I write this out for her to type. In the mountains of North Georgia. We arrived on Saturday afternoon to find an empty gas tank (although it had been ordered a week ago, it had still not been delivered). I go out to the water valve at the road, turn on the valve and water sprays everywhere. A busted line.

My first thoughts were “we are not supposed to be here obviously. Let’s just go home. No gas means no heat. No hot water. When I was a young boy, I can remember warming water in the fireplace, actually, the fireplace not only was our water heater—it was also our only source of heat.

But—the fireplace here—has ‘gas logs’. So, I call the homeowner to get the phone numbers to the gas company and the water company. Long story short, we had gas delivered late Saturday afternoon. Shortly thereafter, the water company sent someone out and repaired the valve and line at the road.

“Finally! We have water!” With a turn of the valve the meter starts running, but no water in the house. Unless you count the water spraying from a busted line in the ceiling above the laundry room.

Well, my thoughts again are, “we are just not supposed to be here this week.” But, I know I can fix this problem. So, with a trip to Lowe’s and a couple of hours later, I am sitting in a hot bath in a warm house. The lost 4 to 6 hours were not really that big of a deal.

How many times do we take life’s small problems and make a mountain out of them. As I am praying this morning, mountains are exactly what I am looking at right now. As I begin thanking God for this beautiful morning, the Spirit speaks to my heart.

“No one will ever experience what you are at this very moment.” Oh, people will sit in this same rocker on this same porch, looking at these same mountains, enjoying the same view, but they will not see the same thing. The fog in the valley will never be exactly the same again. The clouds, the rising sun, even the birds singing in the trees—their song will not sound the same way it does to me today.

And I will not be exactly the same again, for God reminded me “I can do all things through Him.” He reminded me to be still and listen and know that He is God and He is Lord of my life. I encourage you today, put Him in first place today. Allow Him to be Lord of all in your life. In all you do.

Thanks for listening!

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Oh, I cannot end this post without saying thank you to an awesome family here in Georgia! Angie and I met one of her blogging friends and her family for lunch on Sunday. Scott and Lori and their “people”—thank you guys for a great lunch and a great time. I know this old man didn’t say a lot (never do), but you blessed my heart. What a beautiful and loving family you guys are! Thank you!