I might as well say it.
I’m in a funk.
It’s not a fun place to be. And it’s an unhealthy one, too.
I’m feeling sorry for myself because nothing is going my way.
You’ve been in that place, I’m sure.
That place where it feels like God is actively involved in the lives of others around you.
But does He even know we exist? (Don’t answer that!)
Yesterday I was working at a little side gig… sewing away on pillows… upstairs of one of the little cute shops in our little downtown… when the shop owner came upstairs to ask me if I had a strong stomach.
I turned around and said… “Sorta. Why?”
She was beside herself. An elderly man was in the shop when he accidentally defecated… leaving (sorry to be so graphic) plops on the floor on his way out the door.
Would I help?
How could I say, no?
Believe me, I wanted to.
She didn’t have the appropriate cleaning items in her shop for this little disaster. But, I improvised and worked furiously to get it up and out the door for disposal.
And yes, customers continued to come in, and I worked quickly to get it cleaned up as best I could, and then covered with paper towels, and the entry floor mat.
I suggested that she call a carpet cleaner to come in to deep-clean and disinfect the contaminated areas (which she did) and then went upstairs to resume my sewing… after washing my hands several hundred times.
Some time later, the shop owner came up and thanked me and left some money on my worktable.
I told her I was happy to help… it’s what we do and she didn’t need to give me anything for my help. But she insisted… and I knew I needed to accept her gift.
This morning I exchanged emails with the gal for whom I’m doing the sewing. She mentioned she had stopped in our little workshop, but on the way up, she ran into the downstairs shop owner and relayed this…. “The shop lady was singing your praises and I wanted to thank you, too, for going WAY above and beyond. I have known her for three years now and she knows I am a Christian but hasn’t ever ventured there until yesterday saying how thankful to God she was for you and what an answer to her prayers. You made a great impression on her and were a great example of Jesus.”
I have to tell you… I feel pretty much like the stuff I was cleaning up from the carpet.
And… I pretty much feel God is as disinterested in me as I was in the “people plop.”
But… that didn’t stop Him from still using me to touch someone.
I’m reminded that this life isn’t about us… it’s about serving others.
It doesn’t really matter that life isn’t going your way… or even that it seems you’ve been forgotten… God still can use you and will… if you put the needs of others before your own.
Maybe there’s something for you in the midst of this crazy story.
If there was a nudge on your heart… let me know.
And if you feel inclined to pray for a breakthrough… I would appreciate it. We need God to move a mountain between now and the end of April. I know He’s able… but, I also know He’s sovereign… and right now, I’m embarrassed to say that isn’t very encouraging.
JoyDay! is a weekly practice here at An Extraordinary Day! where we take time to look back over the past week and count seven things in gratitude. We count the good and the not-so-good… in community…. please join us…
Thank you God for…
- unexpected connections with wonderful friends.
- cold, dreary, rainy days.
- two beautiful sunsets this week.
- food on the table and a roof over our heads.
- this mountain that you seem to be disinterested in moving.
- my tech guru.
- Holy Week.
It’s YOUR turn! Scroll down to the comment section and add in your “seven.”
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