I sit here at my desk sipping my coffee and watching the beautiful golden sunrise approaching over the horizon (burning off the morning fog). It reminds me of God's glory and amazing-ness. I don't care if that last word is authentic, haha.
Be right back. Have to poop.
Okay, I'm back. Speakiing of God...He is so amazing. He puts things into our head throughout our days that, without him, we would never connect. This past week is one of those weeks for me. Let me start by saying that the Sunday before last (March 8), I was suffering so bad from sleep deprivation that I could barely stay awake in church much less listen to the sermon. It was on global outreach apparently. I do not personally remember the lesson. This week (March 15), I can honestly say that I had the opposite experience.
I got enough sleep in my system due to getting off of work early. My boss was being nice to me because my bad knee is/was messed up (due to my own clumsiness and forgetfulness, haha). I believe that was gift in disguise from God. Not the accident, but the fact that I got off of work early. Haha. I was up about an hour before my ride showed up for church, if that tells you anything.
I got to church and was given the opportunity to show exhortation to another girl. I usually hang out with her while she sets up the food and coffee and/or hot water for tea at the college age booth in The Gathering Place. That is an area in my church, by the way, for the express purpose of gathering together and fellowshipping. It is one of my favorite places in the church on Sunday mornings...for the express reason that they have FREE COFFEE there. Haha, I'm usually pretty groggy on Sunday mornings. Anyway, it was a blessing to be able to encourage Grace. She does a lot of little things for others and I let her know that it was noticed.  I wouldn't have been able to do that if I hadn't brought my devotion book (to read). I found a quote and scripture reference on one of the pages and that is what I shared with her...as well as a personal message from me.
Then it came time to go into the Worship Center for the sermon. Bro. Randy G. and Bro. Kevin K. taught the sermon together. The theme was "local outreach" this week. I honestly feel like the Lord allowed me to be able to sleep the night before because that is the message he wanted me to hear.
(I can type up my notes from the sermon, if you would like. Just let me know.)
Let me backtrack and explain why I feel that way.
This past week, I've had specific instances where the message of serving others has popped in my head. I've thought about telling people at work that, if they need a place to crash for the night/etc, that I had an extra bed and room for them. I did not act upon that thought however and it bothered me at the time. I have been wanting to volunteer in my community for a long time somehow. That morning before church, I had been randomly thinking about my friend Priscilla's statement that she felt like global outreach was her calling...and I didn't feel like it was mine. My devotion on Sunday was about "purpose day by day". It's little things like that which make me feel like the message was partly just for me on Sunday.
God is so amazing. He can put thoughts in our head. We have no idea why half of them pop into our minds but he does. We don't know why things happen to us/others, but he does. He knows all. We know nothing. He is the ultimate illuminator of lessons.
I have to work tonight (since I switched with Nikki for night shift hours--Heather had scheduled me for dayshift which I hardly ever do anymore and would have a hard time waking up for, haha). I plan on implementing some of my lessons if opportunities arise. I know only the Lord provides the opportunites to minister to others.
**Alright, end of life lessons...if you read this far, I commend you. Haha.**
Pat Benatar is on the radio (Hit me with your best shot). The song makes me want to dance and/or break into song and scare away all the birds outside-through a closed window. Haha.
I have an unhealthy compulsion to replace each "it" I type with what "it" is. I blame my high school english teacher. I was always struggling with not typing "it" and trying to find creative ways to not do so. Hehe. I'm being dead serious despite the attempt at humor. (Mrs. Best was an awesome teacher, by the way.)
I'm drinking contraband milk from Burger King. My boss gave me a bunch of it because the expiration date was upcoming and they had to get it out of the store. They were unable to sell it. It is still perfectly good. I wasn't about to turn down free milk. Milk is expensive, haha.
Tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day! Woo-hoo! I'm so excited that it isn't even funny. That is one of my favorite holidays due to my heritage. Not so much for the green beer/drinking aspect. Haha.
I'm enjoying being able to sit at my desk with my laptop and staring out at a beautiful morning. Keep in mind that it is 8:21am at this moment and I am awake. It's amazing. Hehe. I stayed up most of the night cleaning my house. In my defense, I did take a nap yesterday and I did sleep a few hours this morning. I'm good to go! I still have cleaning to do and errands to run before I have to be at work, but that's okay.
My knee is looking and feeling better than it did Friday (when I hurt it). I don't feel like explaining why it hurt. Let's just say that I'm clumsy and forgetful. Also, BK has a practice that I have warned would cause accidents. I never expected it to be ME who had the accident however. It isn't serious so no incident report was put together. Don't worry about me.
I need to work on getting some things out in the mail so I will talk to all of you later. I feel like I've been "talking" to you forever this morning anyway. Haha. Bye for now.--Robyn
P.S.--I don't think I'm going to do that TOTW thing afterall. I wouldn't know what to say about it. How about all of you tell me what to say. Haha. I'm being half serious, by the way. Look in my previous entry (I believe) for details.
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