Friday, January 16, 2009

Missing the biker church

It's pretty cold outside. I was planning to go to Kingdom Roadhouse tonight but the car wouldn't start. Guess that's what you get for driving an 89 Chrysler.

While I was sitting in the ice cold car and fruitlessly turning the ignition, I said to myself, "I guess God doesn't want me to go." Now, a few minutes later, I'm wondering why. I wanted to encourage Al and the folks. I was ready to worship, to hear God's word. Aren't these are in line with the will of God? Why am I sitting here and not there? Would I have gotten into an accident? Would I have been a distraction there? Am I needed home tonight for something that hasn't happened yet?

On this side, right now, I don't have an answer to any of those questions. I may never get one. I am a little disappointed. Life is full of such moments, and in the grand scheme of things, this IS a minor inconvenience.

But it's equally true that faith is built in times like this. Though we get no answer, we must trust God and press on.

Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,

yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
Habakkuk 3:17-18


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