I awakened from a nap this Sabbath and there was a good tune
in my head, but it is gone from me now.
It is a song I’m certain I never heard before and thought about writing
it recording it on my edge 7 with that SoundCamp app. I used the Soundcamp app last night playing the song with
the melody for We are standing on Holy Ground.
I didn’t do the words, but played the piano melody,
complimentary guitar chords, bass guitar combo, and drums. If I didn’t live in an apartment
complex with thin walls and know my neighbors were home, I would have sang the
song to add another layer. It really is a good app for people who like making
music and you get good quality and access to various instrument sounds for free
(I feel like it’s better than Garageband on apple products). On a phone or tablet, you can do just so much
more.
I didn’t come on here to talk about this app though. God is good. This was a good week for me. Sunday, I took my son to a riverside park and we had a good
time. I wanted to bring headphones
but I decided against it so I could hear the birds sing, the wind blow, and to
have an experience with God outside.
I parked and we walked up to the river and he threw twigs, leaves, and
anything that I deemed biodegradable in it’s stream. He petted dogs, played on exercise equipment set up along
the path, greeted with a family that had a soccer ball and met a man fishing at
the other end (he had two catfish in his bucket still moving around). We took great pictures, enjoyed the
warmer weather, and had some educational moments.
Monday I went to the office with no issues. Tuesday I was on the road for a good
portion of the day. Wednesday I
had to work an extra hour.
Wednesday was October 19th, the now 2 year anniversary of
that accident. I didn’t have any
issues going to work but I will say that in the morning when I went to drop off
my son, I was parking and a car further down at the end of the road was coming
my way. In the light of that
vehicle I saw a large cat or dog walking about 500 feet toward my car. When the lights shined upon the road,
the creature ran off to it’s left in the direction of the short woods that make
up the distance of almost ¾’s of a block of average size suburban homes. I always look around when I come that
early in the morning (5:15am-5:30am) and the only wildlife I’ve seen that stay
over in that little section of wood during sunshine hours are deer, a solitary beaver, the occasional falcon or
hawk, wild turkeys, and wandering housecats that have left their homes some
time ago. That beaver would come across the street and hang out all around the house and I always would see it alone. The section of wood across the street is isolated and too far inland my family’s town
that it’s hard to figure out how deer even made it over.
I suppose they run up the street at night trying to follow
the scent of a stream that is narrowly bordered by homes and pets barking and
scaring them further, faster up the road. The deer in the small wood across the street from my
parent’s house are in many ways trapped there, but seem to be making it out
alright regardless.
However the creature I saw coming up the street did not look right. It could have been a
male house cat or a dog, and I have not seen dogs or any other creature trotting up the street early
in the morning ever. It also could
have been a raccoon, but what ever the case, I stalled in the car hoping to
turn my lights on and see what it actually was. It ran into the woods and did not come back out. I decided to get over any fear that
could be in me and got out of the car and carried my sleeping child into their
house so he could sleep there before him going to school and so I could go on my way
to work that morning. What I
didn’t know was my dad was watching from the window and he was up to open the
door on Monday too (I think because my mom may have reminded him that the day was coming up for me). On Sunday my mother told me about my
aunt deciding not to go to NC because of the anniversary of her husband dying
(he had a heart attack in front of her in their living room). I told my mom about the day and she
said she didn’t know what day it was and tried not to think on it. I was surprised that my dad was
up those two mornings at all. On Sunday I also shared with her my experience last year. I was headed to work and passed the spot where it happened. I continued up the road and when I went to take the ramp to another highway, I was on a path towards roadkill and I could not divert my car in time to avoid it, thus feeling the wheels run over it. I never ran over roadkill before until that day and how horrifying it was to do so on the year anniversary (within the hour) of that horrible accident in 2014. I know it was satan who set that up, but I know it is God who has helped me every single day walk forward and get in my car on days I needed to. All souls are precious to the Lord and He cares even for the lillies of the field and the birds of the air. I will never forget what happened.
I got to work, worked an extra hour because the ceo
sabatoged my schedule with an unannounced mandatory hour long training (since
he had us captive for the mandatory staff meeting), and I arrived home with no
issues. Thursday and Friday were
successful and uneventful.
I am here at Saturday and well Friday night and this
morning, I decided to listen to songs by the group Unspoken. At my first car accident January 13th,
2014, I lost my cd which was in the cd player of my Dodge. That was a cd I may have mentioned in
an earlier blog and connected to a most wonderful part of my early Christian
experience back in 2006. Unspoken
was the first concert I went to after being invited by a friend the Lord put on
my path. I had no idea how much influence
my friend had and that in many ways, he helped set up this concert event on the
campus of what I now can call my graduate alma mater. I remember buying one cd that was I think cheaper and
enjoying it for a short time but my friend asked if we could switch and now I
think of all the cds that I ended up having. I believe it was him who was intentionally leaving them for
me to find (he not coming back to claim them). I believe through him I was able to get the Lauren Hill
Unplugged cd, and Selah. He even
gave me Best of Worship (the red part two cd that was released I think back in 2004). Those cds plus Unspoken, and Mennonite
cds from at that time, my Mennonite church formed the soundtrack of a good 5
years of my life moving forward.
Last night and this morning, I found myself revisiting songs from the
past with Unspoken. This music is
for worship and to see how far the Lord has taken them is truly amazing.
The other year I was listening to KLove radio and heard a new song from
them on the radio and although it took a while for the dj to announce who was
singing, I knew who was singing almost immediately.
Once Sabbath ends I am going to reorder that cd. I am “going” to get a copy on my
computer and on my phone so if I lose the cd again, I will have it still with
me. Get that all up in the
cloud. Next week I will turn 33
years old and have been a strict vegetarian for a month. I
watched videos from TheyOverCameBy and read other encouraging text.
I am just having a good day and feel good. I will be with my son on vacation all
next week and will have the opportunity to see him off to school and home every
day. There are a lot of unknowns
tomorrow, but I know Jesus holds the keys to my tomorrow and because of that, I
have nothing I need to worry about.
God’s got me so I need to make sure I am getting for Him.
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