Like a sliver of wood caught under the skin; it's interesting how small things can create an immense amount of discomfort. I have had a cold/sinus infection all week and it forced me to slow down. You know how you plan things out and think you know how things will go? Then comes along a physical ailment that brings everything to a screeching halt. The same thing can happen with people and relationships. So often I try to do things my way; I think I'm I'm smart enough to handle things myself. But the real battle is between my will and the will of God.
Last night I went to Revolution's mid week service and their topic of discussion was 'The Keys to Communication'. It was a refreshing dialogue that reminded me to be aware of not only the words I choose to say but the manner in which I say them. After leaving the service, I went home with an extraordinary sense of peace. Not that I understand the ways of God all the time but I am reassured in his divinity. It doesn't matter what I think I should have or where I feel I should be; the Word says He knows what we need even before we ask him. But my words have power and I have to intentionally choose them wisely. I'm not in the best of moods right now but I know that God is working on some things in me that need changing and I'm grateful for that. Even in this melancholy mood I will still praise Him.