I saw a woman who looked like she had been out in the rain for a while as I exited the gas station.
I knew I had a poncho in my car that I thought may potentially help her not get any wetter than she already was.
I found her inside and asked if she would like the poncho.
She looked at me like I was crazy and said no.
I may have said okay. We both exited the store.
Now. I could have made a deal of sorts and told her why I thought she should take it.
I was trying to be helpful.
She didn’t ask for help. Her decision to say no indicated that she didn’t want it.
Often we force what we think is best on people and call it help. But. They didn’t ask for it. And, for whatever reason, they don’t want it.
We gotta let that be okay. We gotta respect that people are different and what we see one way they see another.
If it isn’t beneficial in the eye of the recipient, it is likely not actually helpful at all. And to push it or force it or make them feel bad if they don’t want it, turns “help” into control.
Let’s be mindful. Even when our initial intentions are good. 🙃😊😍
Soooooo I used to go to church camp every summer. I spent seven years at one and one year at another one.
God gave me the precious gift of the Holy Ghost my first year. He started revealing His plan for me my third year.
So much of my relationship and view of God and church and whatnot can be traced to those eight hot, glorious weeks.
These are the lyrics to a song I haven’t remembered to sing in years. I may post some of the others I learned. Most were camp specific. A couple are songs that I discovered on CDs. Ion know if this one exists and I’m not searching lol.
Say the name of Jesus
Say the name of Jesus
Say the name
There’s no other name I know
That can calm your fears
And dry your tears
And wipe away your pain
When you don’t know what else to pray
And you can’t find the words to say
Say the name
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love laid down its life
Love denied itself
Love put on what it hates
Love forgave me
Love chased me
Love waited for me
Love told me no for a better yes
Love won’t let me go
Love won’t leave me alone
Love won’t give up on me
Love sees me
Love hears me
Love chooses me
Love is relentless
Love is perfect
I posed some questions on twitter earlier today. What do you do when the answer is no? What do you do when the answer is wait? What do you do when u see the vision but are clueless about the provision? What do you do when there is silence? What do you do when the storm is too loud? What do you do?
Now, I know I fast. And I know I pray. And I know I stand. Because that is what the Bible says. But we live in a microwave society. We have flesh that is constantly warring with the spirit. We have a past that threatens to dictate our future. I am walking into seemingly familiar territory. I just walked out of familiar territory. I feel like I failed. I feel like I didn’t apply the lesson. I don’t want to be insane. I don’t want to do the same thing and expect a different result. I don’t want to mess up what’s coming. I simply don’t trust myself.
And the moral of the story, simplistically, is to trust God. To give it over to God. Because he can handle it. I’m going to do that. But I’m also going to work my faith. I’m going to shut up. I’m going to shut people up. This is too important, too crucial, too critical. I’d like to not wander in this wilderness anymore. I think I have learned something and taken something valuable away when I’ve been here before. But I’m trying to learn more. I’m trying to take more away. I am trying to slay this giant. Stay tuned…