Daily Archives: June 26, 2012

Sitting in the terminal, and finding nothing better to do, came upon an idea, sum up my thoughts for today,  with oxymorons!

 

oxymoron |ˌäksəˈmôrˌän|nouna figure of speech in which apparently contradictory terms appear in conjunction (e.g., faith unfaithful kept him falsely true).

 

Here are a few of my new favorites!

 

Stable canoes

 

Delta Service Excellence

 

Nw England Hospitality

 

TSA sense of humor

 

Good English food  (why I’m thrilled to not be going to the Olympics!

 

New York city coridality

 

Agreeable Mexican food

 

Gas-less Pizza

 

Enough rest

 

Too much time at home!

 

 

Laugh a little, it’s good for the soul!

 

the pilgrim

It’s almost 4:00 a.m. and I’ve slept for 7 hours.  I feel better, but not just because of the sleep. I woke up and looked quickly at my images from the last 24 hours of the workshop.   When  looking at the lighthouse image above, I remembered a great song by Garth Brooks called, When You Come Back to Me Again.  It brought the experience of last night full circle.

 

First I want to thank Sherelene for bringing things into perspective last night when she shared Romans 8:28.  God does have a plan for our lives and even the unpleasant experiences are His way of protecting us, and doing what is in our best interest.  I needed the sleep more than I needed to get home after midnight, only to leave less than thirty hours later on the next assignment, but I couldn’t see that at the moment He was protecting me.

 

It reminded me of a precious tape recording we found years ago of me talking with my son, Scott.  He was just a little fellow and had stepped on a tiny piece of glass which was stuck in his toe.  As I worked with a  pair of tweezers to remove the little sliver of glass, he asked repeatedly, “What is it daddy?  Is it a piece of glass?!”  I heard my own voice, strong and confident, yet gentle and filled with love and empathy for him, telling him, “it’s o.k. it’s just a little piece of glass, I’ve got it.”  God has our little slivers of glass, He knows that the momentary times of crisis are not a crisis at all, but our frustration of not having things the way we want them.  How we want things to be, is not always what He knows is best, and we can trust that He does indeed know far more about what we need than we do.  It’s hard to remember that in times of disappointment, but it is reassuring to know that, “There’s a Lighthouse in the Harbor…….”

 

the pilgrim