Don’t give up yet…

For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth   

 and though after my skin, worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God,   
whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another, though my reins be consumed within me.   
 "But should ye say, `Why persecute we him?--seeing the root of the matter is found in me.

 Job 19:25-28 (KJV21)

What's the worst that can happen? If it doesn't do well I can put on my big girl panties, deal with it and move on.
Halle Berry

I did not have a great weekend.  It devolved in agonizing sequence, like a car crashing in slow motion; crumbling, like maybe a building demolition film run at half speed, first a single brick, and then all of a sudden, CRASH! For those in the know, I will say this…church meeting, fallen pizza, microwave (if you don’t know, you’ll never know).

      Here is today’s lesson…don’t give up, yet.

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By Sunday afternoon, I was pretty discouraged, including that I’d committed to dancing and choreographing a new liturgical dance work in about a week, including some people I’ve never worked with…a sane person would crawl in bed and vow not to come out until spring thaw.  I have never been described as sane.

Somehow (read by God’s Grace), I made it through.  I always do, but I never know I’m going make it through my storms until the clouds begin to clear.  The lesson, which I seem to need to learn about once a month, is not to give up.  Just when you think things couldn’t get any worse…they might, but that’s no reason to abandon your faith. 

Job had it worse than I ever will.  I simply do not believe it is God’s Will that I suffer similar trials.  Therein lay a place to begin my praise.  Job offers a lesson few are

willing to admit to themselves, to amit to themselves...that being that the root of the problem rests not without, but within...

But ye should say, Why persecute we Him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?” (Job 19:28KJV) 

If that’s not a reason to pull up your big girl panties, I’ll never find one.  We are our own worst enemies.  We make the biggest messes.  And, when the messes are not of our own making, we seldom make them better until after we’ve made them scads worse. 

Here is today’s lesson…don’t give up, yet.  Even when things are bad, remember this (courtesy of my Gayle), if you have to pull up your big girl panties and deal with it one more time, the elastic is going to break and you might really have to show your (OUCH)…..but you will get through it.

The church matter will resolve itself, in time.  The pizza fell, but an important lesson was learned.  And the microwave? That’s just poetic justice…something that will keep me a la Giodanda (look that up), for several years to come.

 

I’m thankful, Lord, that You never leave me, and that You’ve made me more stubborn than smart, because I hate to give up. Tenacity and clarity, those are today’s gifts.  Two more ways I know, God is Good.