It Falls Apart, Every Time I Start…

I am overwhelmed this morning by the realization that my purpose in life is to glorify God and serve Him, to study His word and grow closer to Him, to love others around me with His love in word and deed, and to delve deeper into a relationship with Him. On the days when I don’t spend time with God, things just fall apart, sometimes ridiculously so. Yesterday was one of those days.

I spent the morning working on Joe’s graduation announcements- printing them (printer jammed about 20 times, no exaggeration), cutting them, punching holes, tying ribbons (ran out of ribbon with about 5 left to go- still waiting). The ones finished were stuffed, addressed, stamped, mailed- phew! Next, I posted the assorted lawnmowers that were in our “mower graveyard” for free on Craigslist. BIG mistake! Don’t ever post something as potentially wonderful as a piece of machinery for free… I spent hours of my time (our internet is rather slow) replying to emails, trying to contact the first responders, and sorting through fifty-plus emails, ugh. Next, I received a phone call from a family member struggling with heartbreaking issues. Oh, what a broken world of hurt we live in! Then, Emily noticed one of our big dogs was in the loosely fenced garden, so we headed over to get him out. Both Tweedle Dee AND Tweedle Dum were in there, with a dead chicken. They felt my wrath at the end of a broomstick, let me tell you! Apparently it is great fun to chase a trapped chicken to death.

As evening came, the malfunctions of the day were less serious- left the house for church without my Bible, notebook and cell phone (really???), had more emails to respond to, was accidentally given regular coffee instead of decaf at 9:30 at night- hello, 1 a.m.! At 3 a.m., Tweedle Dum wouldn’t stop barking at one of our neighbors- why was the neighbor out on his porch at 3 in the morning??? Daylight came far too early this morning!

But with it came the hope of another day, the dawn of new opportunities and fresh starts and good things in store… or perhaps another dead chicken. Either way, it is good to be alive, good to serve my awesome God, and good to share the Good News about His grace and love!

Revelation 10 is another break in the judgments, with a description of a strong, mighty and wonderous angel holding a little scroll, the word of God. John is told to take it and eat it- “And I took the little book out of the angel’s hand and ate it, and it was in my mouth sweet as honey; and when I had eaten it, my stomach was made bitter. And they said to me, ‘You must prophesy again concerning many peoples and nations and tongues and kings.'” ~Revelation 10:10-11

The word of God is beautiful and sweet to those who receive and follow Him. But there is also bitterness, the judgments foretold here in the book of Revelation, and it brings a heaviness to the sober heart who realizes that these things must take place, will take place. John is told his job is not done, that he must continue to prophesy and tell others about the word of God. What joy he must have felt, for that meant he would not die on the prison island of Patmos! What joy we should have, knowing there is still time to help others come to Jesus, before the bitterness of the Tribulation days.


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2 Responses to It Falls Apart, Every Time I Start…

  1. Ànthony Carollo says:

    What a bright spot in my morning! To read about the hope we have in Christ, what a blessing.

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