I had rough weekend.
There. I said it. It’s out there. I can’t take it back.
I spent about 20 hours at church (which is slightly more than normal, but overall not too out of the ordinary.) I filled in for a position that I’m not super confident in, while I had someone else fill in for me. It was one of those “whatever can go wrong, will go wrong” kind of weekend for me. And to top it off? I didn’t sleep well, I wasn’t feeling well and I just had a poor attitude.
While I sat in the sound booth listening to the sermon, I realized I’d left my favorite notebook at home, so I was stuck taking notes on the sermon outline in the bulletin. (Overall? Not a big deal, I realize this! But added on top of everything going on around me? It nearly sent me to tears.)
Here’s where there first step in this journey God sent me on this weekend really takes place. Item #3 on the sermon outline said “Listen to His Word” (James 1:19 Understand this, my dear brothers and sisters: You must all be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry. )
This spoke to me on a few levels. First, as my weekend kept going downhill? I was getting angry, and I was stuck biting my tongue! But more than that? I realized that while I’ve been so busy I haven’t taken time to listen like I should be. (Hmm, could this be why I was letting little things get to me?)
Sometimes we can get so busy rushing around, doing what we think we’re supposed to be doing that we let the important things slip. That we lose grasp of the fact that God is at the center of it all.
It never ceases to amaze me how gentle He can be. How when we’re in those dark times, struggling and angry and frustrated? He can gently guide us back to the path we’re supposed to be on, to show up in the darkest places and remind us that our suffering can be eased if we’ll just give it to him.
That’s my personal challenge this week, to sit down and be quiet. To just listen to His voice and see what he has to tell me.