Eating Crow and Counting Miracles
Well, I’m not exactly eating crow, but I am modifying my rant from a few days ago.
I am convinced I was blessed with Divine assistance from the One who is concerned about what is concerning to His children. God knew I needed some relief from the virtual chats, automated guides, and all the impersonal nonsense a person has to put up with these days when asking for help from a company.
After having had great difficulty getting through to real people on the phone, I was most pleased and greatly blessed by the exceptional young people with whom I spoke day before yesterday. And it was on the phone, not in person! See? God knows when my patience has had enough trying for a day or two!
I had purchased a new modem and router. I can’t really remember what was the necessity, but I did it. When I couldn’t get the internet up and running, I calmly (or rather calmly) went on to bed that night and determined to think on it the next day.
How I happened upon a phone number with a real person at the other end was indeed a miracle!
The young lady at Spectrum worked patiently with me making sure my modem was connected properly to their internet. It is amazing, beyond comprehension, and awfully scary that anyone could remotely operate my machinery in my home. Even though I am freaked out by that technology, I liked being able to stay in my easy chair instead of driving all the way to civilization to get my questions answered. When she had that piece of equipment ready to go, she gave me the number to get my router working with the modem.
I called NetGear and was obviously speaking to someone halfway around the world. Though they were hard to understand, I honor the young techies for #1 working, #2 speaking more than one language from a totally different language family, and #3 knowing exactly what they are doing. After a few brief minutes, I had been connected to the correct technician, and my computer internet is now functioning better than ever.
Sometimes, I let my prayers become as frustrating as the impersonal phone conversations. The difference is – God always listens when I call on Him. The rub comes when God doesn’t answer my prayers the way I want or when I want! So, yeah, okay. Sometimes I kinda get a little testy with God, too.
Not good.
Faith is tough sometimes. Hearing what God wants to say back to me is even tougher.
Sometimes, the Word is so plain on an issue, it’s a no brainer. Obey and be blessed – period. Easy peasy. God’s perfect wisdom is at my faith’s fingertips to be used to fulfill His purpose in my life. But I am such a determined know-it-all, I often mess up because I am following my logical goals and criteria to get something done instead of God’s way.
Most times, I need to listen better. I am so busy telling God how to run my show, I don’t listen to the still, small voice that would lead me in the right direction.
Enough confession time. I think I better go sit in my listening chair!
Show me the right path, O Lord; point out the road for me to follow. Lead me by Your Truth and teach me, for You are the God who saves me. All day long I put my hope in You. Psalm 25:4-5 NLT
Blessings
KB
