Backpack

Happy Sabbath :)

I am home relaxing and thinking about the week's events and how well everything has gone. I started the week with my son being sick, but the Lord permitted him and I to be home in observance of President's day so I was able to work on him and help him get back to health. It's Friday night and now I have a sore throat, but it's all good.

I was blessed to get to work on Tuesday moving forward. A bunch of crazy situations came up with a few individuals on my caseload,  but they were still manageable. I ordered some stuff on Amazon last week Thursday or Friday.  I ordered a bubble umbrella for my son and some other goodies. I also wanted to get a nice bag and finally opted to get a Herschel backpack after eyeing it online for a year. I've only seen one person on the street with one and one youtuber and it looked great so I ordered one. I was surprised everything except the one item (that's probably being packaged in China or Sudan somewhere) made it to my home one to two days early by Wednesday night.

Before the backpack arrived, I carried a green camping backpack that I originally bought for my son. I decided later to get him something a little more his age since he was starting pre-school. I have been all over the city with that backpack. I never once saw anyone else walk by with a green backpack because when you're trying to be original you notice those things and walk the other way. You know. She's wearing the same dress kind of thing? Well that.

Well, today I saw someone walk hurriedly past me in his green backpack. I wanted so badly to get this new bag and to be the only person on the street with it to then see the green one and realize how silly this all is.

Nothing is wrong with the green one I have. It actually functions better than the new one I have. God is still working on humbling me and I see this green backpack as one of those moments.

Like the time when I had gone to the beach for the first time to spend time with God and He had the sea gull crap on me.

God orchestrated an amazing set up. He woke me up and I left straight to get the train to get to the beach with seconds to spare and no planning. A friend I didn't hear from in months called me up and was actually headed to the beach with his mom and aunt to do the exact same thing: have quality quiet praise time with God on the beach.

I had a major crush on him and lost focus on my reason for being there. I looked up in the sky and saw this seagull flying off in the far distance and yet it's poop still hit me right smack on the front center of my head. Mortified, I rinsed what I could with ocean water and then looked at the guy and his family. They were sitting scattered about on the beach focused in their individual worship sessions with Jesus.

It was then I left off trying to be "cute" and returned to reality.  Come to think of it, today I parked my car and as I got out, there were bunches of dog poop people who walked their dogs left right where I had to get out. I almost stepped in some and returning to my car I was afraid I'd fall or drop my new Herschel bag in it while trying to get in the car. God didn't allow it. I've never had a parking situation like this before. 

God has a lot of work to do on me. Today the lesson was with a backpack and I am thankful that I didn't step in that crap. With this sore throat, it is also a blessing. I decided to stop talking about 2 hours ago to avoid feeling more pain. Being quiet is allowing me to focus more on what matters because I know I am the chatter box that never shuts up.

So I'm in a good place right now and this week has been great from start to finish. Thank the Lord for everything because He can use any situation for good.