I had a very close call on the road last night.
I was coming home from waiting tables at Bob Evans, Kenwood. It had been raining, and I was coming down Muchmore Road near Plainville. I guess I took a curve too fast, and the curve very nearly took me. I lost control of the car, and was headed for a solid stone wall. If I had hit it, I would almost certainly have been seriously injured. Even a thirty-mile-per-hour collision with an immovable object is a serious matter when you’re driving a Hyundai Accent.
However, at the last second my wheels hit a large bump that I suppose was the edge of a concrete water diversion channel. This had two effects: It slowed the car a bit, and (more importantly) threw the car back onto the road. I drove the car home—slowly.
Sometimes life itself is like that. We are tooling along, driving too fast for road conditions. We lose control (or did we ever have control?), and are headed for a serious meeting with a solid wall and maybe a meeting with our Maker. But something diverts us at the last second. We hit a bump in the road that slows us down and throws us back on the road.
Perhaps we don’t actually see the wall we were about to hit. If we don’t, then we may curse the bump in the road. “Why did I not get that job?!” we ask. “Why did that person reject me?” we whine.
But it’s the bumps in the road that are often God’s messengers—our guardian angels, if you will—that save us.
So, today I will give thanks for all the bumps in my life. Who knows? They may all save me from a fatal crash.
1 Samuel 30:6 David was now in great danger because all his men were very bitter about losing their sons and daughters, and they began to talk of stoning him. But David found strength in the LORD his God. (New Living Translation)
I wasn’t feeling particularly strong this morning physically, emotionally, or spiritually. So, I thought of 1 Samuel 30:6.
A literal translation of that last sentence would be “And David strengthened himself in the LORD his God.” It was something he did to himself. (For Hebrew students, the verb translated “strengthened” of “found strength” is a hithpa`el.)
We are told in 1 Samuel some of the things that had taken place up to this point. David had been on the run from King Saul for years. He had finally taken refuge with the Philistines, but they did not altogether trust him. He had offered to go to war on the side of his Philistine host. We are not told whether the offer was sincere or not. As is often the case, David’s motives are opaque.
David was sent back to the town he and his marauders had been given by the Philistines, Ziklag. However, as they drew near, all they saw was a pile of burned rubble. The Amalekites had raided Ziklag, and taken all the possessions and family members of David and his men. David’s men seem to have been very loyal to him generally, but loyalty has its limits. They were so devastated that “they began to talk of stoning” David.
But then, we are told that “David strengthened himself in the LORD his God.” We are not told how he did that, just that he did it.
How do you strengthen yourself in the LORD? I don’t really know, but I do have some suspicions. Here is what works for me.
How did God answer Paul’s prayer? “Each time he said, ‘My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.’ So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.”
Weakness, when acknowledged and submitted to God, is the strongest form of strength.
KJV James 1:4: “But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.”
Sometimes I get exercise, even in areas that don’t relate to any part of my physical anatomy.
Take today at Planet Fitness as an example.
My wife and I went there to work out. Silver Sneakers is a wonderful program, in large part because it is free.
I had told my sweetheart that I was going to do a longer workout today, and perhaps she should take her Kindle or a book. “Are you going to go anywhere?” I asked. “No,” she replied.
However, as she finished her own workout, she asked if it would be okay for her to run over to Wal-Mart. “Sure,” I said. However, she decided to go to Kroger’s to pick up some groceries as well. So, I waited.
And waited . . .,
And WAITED!
Okay, so I didn’t really wait that long. Perhaps it was half-an-hour. However, since waiting time often seems longer than real time, it probably wasn’t even that long.
But here is the amazing thing: I really didn’t get terribly upset.
That might not be amazing for a normal human being, but I am not usually a normal human being. I can’t tell you the number of times (but it was a lot) that I have gotten furious about these kinds of things in the past. I said harsh, hurtful things that I later regretted. I’ve wasted hours pouting, making both my sweetheart and me unhappy. When the kids were little, they also had to witness my multiple temper tantrums. What an absolute jackass I was!
So, while I was glad for my response this time, this little incident helped me to acknowledge how wrong I had been in the past. I asked my sweetheart’s forgiveness, and she graciously gave it.
Another thing: As I reflected on this little non-drama, I realized that I was actually continuing my exercise program. I was exercising patience as I waited for my wife to pick me up. Virtues are gifts from God. They are, however, gifts which need to be unwrapped and exercised for them to be able to grow and do their job.
The real issue wasn’t punctuality at all. The real issue was patience. Today, I bench-pressed a few pounds, but it’s a beginning. Tomorrow, perhaps I’ll be able to bench a bit more. Opportunities for patience abound. I just have to make good use of them.
I got off to a bit of a rough start in this day and this New Year.
I couldn’t find my keys for a while, and then I discovered them in the door where I had left them, when my sweetheart and I came home last night. (Security is so important to me!)
Then, it took me three attempts to send out the daily challenges to some of my students who meet with me once a week to read the Old Testament in Hebrew. You want to hear the details, you say? No, you probably don’t, but I’ll tell you anyway. After some preliminary words in the e mail, I forgot to paste the challenges in the e mail before I hit the send button. I quickly realized the error of my ways, and prepared to send another e mail with the challenges. I was typing an explanation as to why I hadn’t sent them the first time when I accidentally sent the e mail—without the challenges. Finally, on the third time, I succeeded in sending the challenges. Sending challenges proved to be quite a challenge.
Here is the irony of the situation. Jon Gordon encourages his readers to come up with one word to set the tone for their year. (See http://www.jongordon.com/blog/one-word-that-will-change-your-life-2/.) It sounded like a good idea.
It took me a while, but I finally settled on the word “FOCUS.” Perhaps focusing on focus sounded good to me because I struggle so much with staying focused on the things that really matter: my relationship with God, my devotion to my wife, being good to others and myself, using my gifts properly.
So, how do I plan to be focused? Well, dear readers, I am open to suggestions. But here are some things that help me stay better focused. At least they help when I remember to practice them.
One final thought: Focus is a choice. I have Attention Deficit Disorder, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t focus, only that it may be more difficult for me to focus.
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