Last night I was in one of those meetings where you do the best you can and then have to wait on the other pieces before resolution happens. Not ugly, just transition. Nevertheless, this pastor had some anxiety after everything that could be done right now was done. So, “here I am,” I say to God, “I’m where I’m supposed to be, doing what I’m supposed to do, now I need a little help. I really need this to work out like JKLMNOP. So make sure the pieces come together just like that, okay? God?”
I woke up this morning. Well, my eyes were open enough to drive SportsQueen to practise, not really awake. Anyway, it took me a little bit to recognize that there was a chorus of a song playing in my head. When I woke up enough to hear it playing in the silence, I heard “Give it all, give it all, give it all to Jesus …”
A mom and her son sang “Give Them All to Jesus” on Sunday. She sang the verses they sang the chorus together. The son is 7 years-old. It’s his voice I hear. With the reminder I need to “give it (whatever it may be) all to Jesus. What a great gentle reminder God, the faith of a child and give it to Jesus. I get it.
well, mostly, just make sure this situation turns out good, okay?