Memo from God
Wednesday 12 November 2008 @ 8:20 PM
Current mood: strong
“I am God. Today I will be handling all of your problems.
Please remember that I do not need your help.
If life happens to deliver a situation to you
that you cannot handle, do not attempt to resolve it.
Kindly put it into the SFGTD
(Something for God to Do) box.
It will be addressed in My time, not yours.
Once the matter is placed into the box,
do not hold on to it or remove.
Holding on or removal will delay the resolution
of your problem.
If it is a situation that you think
you are capable of handling,
please consult with me in prayer,
to be sure that it is the proper resolution.
Because I do not sleep nor do I slumber,
there is no need for you to lose any sleep.
Rest, my child.
If you need to contact me, I am only a prayer away.”
— Author Unknown
I got this email today, and I wanted to share it ’cause of something I felt pressing heavily on my heart while at Family Camp on the weekend.
After dinner on Saturday night, we (the worship team) ducked out to have a quick practice before the session that night, and you would not believe how liberating it felt to be playing the piano that night. Lately, I haven’t really been feeling stressed out or angry or just emotionally down, and so I didn’t feel there was anything that I needed to cry out to God for. Sure, I still have my problems that I should talk to God about, but when you don’t feel emotionally strained, you just don’t feel you need any help.
But we were practicing — worshipping, actually — and even though I felt fine, I also felt I needed to release something to God. We were singing/playing Where The Love Lasts Forever and when we got to the chorus (So I throw my life upon all that you are / ‘Cause I know you gave it all for me / And when all else fades my soul will dance / With You, where the love lasts forever), I became aware of this overwhelming desire to give everything to God — fine or not, under control or chaotic, planned or spontaneous.
We ended the session with some prayer, worship – the usual happenings of a Saturday night of a church camp. We “officially” ended off with a closing prayer, and I ducked out to go to the bathroom – the aircon was so cold, and I drank a glass of water before the session so I was busting! I came back in the hall with such sore hands. Actually, a sore left hand. I put it under so much pressure when I play piano, and then I wet it when I went to the bathroom which made it more sore. But I wanted to play piano still. I don’t know why. Once I’m tired, I just want to get away from the piano. But I wanted to play!
I thought about how liberating it felt to play the piano that night. I hadn’t felt that feeling of freedom whilst playing the piano in a LONG time. Then I thought about the stuff that’s going on in my life lately… the good and the bad. And I felt God telling me — even though I’ve heard it from preachers and evangelists and pastors over and over again — that when everything’s going great, praise Him. But when everything’s going completely downhill and nothing’s happening the way you want it to, and nothing’s happening the way you expect it to, praise Him still! God already knows what’s going to happen – wouldn’t it make sense to give Him the praise through the bad times, because you’re going through it and you’re not just stuck in a rut?
I’m going to worship God no matter how much life sucks. And if I try to make my own plans, and they succeed, I’ll praise God because everything’s awesome. But if my plans fail, I’ll praise God ’cause I’m standing on a Rock that will never be washed away when the storms come crashing down harder than ever. His plans will always triumph in the end, and He deserves all of the worship.