Monday, November 12, 2012

God Spoke to ME! (sort of)

I wanted to share something I wrote over a year ago.   Occasionally funny things happen to me and I thought I would share this with you.

God spoke to me this morning!  Don't get too exticted, he didn't actually speak words, there was no burning bush but it was His actions that spoke louder than words.

The past few days I have been noticing that I'm more uncomfortable than usual in my clothes and I have been thiinking about exercising but haven't initiated it yet but none the less this morning I was craving a Pepsi and I really didin't want the oatmeal that was waiting for me at the office.  I stopped at the Holiday Station to grab a LARGE glass of Pepsi and a breakfast sandwich even though the thought of being a bad money manager and a breakfast loaded with nasty calories was scre3aming in my head.

I got in the car securely placed my beloved Pepsi in the cup holder, backed out and was graciously let into traffic by a kind citizen.  Just as I was getting into traffic what shoujld occur?  I kid you not, I was traveling a whole 4 mph TOPS when my beloved toppled from her comfy secure perch and landed on her head on the passenger floor board!!

As I am trying to get into my spot in traffic with one hand on the wheel and my eyes glancing from the traffic to my beloved bleeding out all her surgary goodness on the floor of the care, I was frantically reaching for her to salvage what I can without losing anymore of her than humanly possible.  Finally, I am able to get a grip on the cup and right it in the cup holder, to my great surprise (and delight) I saw that I hadn't lost but a few sips!  After my heart stopped racing I had to laugh out loud, and said to the heavens "I know, I'm sorry and I hear you!"

Yes, it could have been a coincidence, a fluke or I could have not put it in the holder properly but I KNOW IT WAS IN THE HOLDER (did you notice the word securely above was underlined!).  I think He made a point of saying I see you and you and I know you don't need that!  So instead of happily enjoying my beloved I am guiltily slurping her down in between bites of my greasy but delicous breakfast sandwich!

Keep smiling and know that God loves you and so do I!

L

1 comment:

  1. I like your story, Lyn, and suspect many of us can relate to it. So, lesson learned, and from now on I gather that you'll never go faster than 2MPH with traveling with your "beloved"? Take care // Bob

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