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My Crown of Glory
The Bible makes many references to how a head of gray hairs is gained through wisdom, is a crown of glory etc.
I noticed in the mirror that I’m developing a few more gray hairs than I thought. I’m developing a little crown.
I’m a worrier. I think the best Italians are. We worry about death, about jobs, about providing, about homes, about others and about food. We worry about things that don’t even matter.
God tells us not to worry though. God tells us tomorrow will take care of itself. God tells us he will provide, he will make a way. God doesn’t work quickly. What is happening tomorrow is thousands of years in the making.
I think my gray hairs are worry lines. They are the tell-tale signs that I’m thinking way too much about tomorrow, and not enough about savoring today.
I need to let God be God, and enjoy the day he’s given me. Maybe I can put off this crown a little while longer.
My Flooded Backyard
Posted by William in Uncategorized on April 17, 2010
(this was not written this morning…just so you knew)
Waking up at 4:05 is hard to do. It’s not one of those things that people like to do often, for whatever reason. All of a sudden whatever you were waking up for become less important than the next 2 hours of sleep you wish you could get. I’m pretty sure that is why God didn’t intend for us to wake up at 4:05 in the morning often. He knew there would be a great too many people who would trade sleep for whatever the heck you would be waking up for at 4:05 in the morning.
I woke up at that pagan hour this morning. Now normally when I go on trips, dis-organized is what would characteristically describe me. I’m tossing things in the bag at the last second, dashing down the stairs, crashing into the door…you get the picture. However, for whatever reason I was calm, cool, collected and organized this time around. I neatly had packed my suitcase last night, I had put them down by the door to avoid the inevitable door crashing in the morning, and also had laid out my clothes in a neat fashion at the foot of bed. Everything was all set. Then I woke up.
I woke up before God this morning to find he had left the water running. I woke up to a torrential downpour that had woken up my wife too. Now under normal circumstances this would be no big deal. However, the brainiac that engineered my backyard only left one drain. So when that drain clogs, I immediately have a flash flood in the backyard. Yesterday I had a little bit of a flood on my hands, and that was only after an afternoon of consistent rain, never mind 5 hours of the leaky heavenly pipes. So you guessed, flashflood time in Will’s backyard.
I will say this, thank God I wasn’t traveling with anyone else outside of the guy who married me. There are certain other people who like to arrive at airports before the desk attendants are there, who have an affinity for the blue-carpet clubs, and are treated as foreign dignitaries only hope they could be treated on an airplane. Because of this flash flood in my backyard I was around 10 minutes late to pick up my traveling companion, which had it been someone else, my trip would have gotten off to a not so good start.
Waking up at 4:05 is not fun to do. But when the floods come a floodin….waking up at 4:05 is still not easy to do.
