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I am ...sitting here looking out of the window and wondering if its going to rain the rest of the day. Its pretty dark outside and there is a lot of moisture in the air. It rained this time yesterday too.
The phone rings-
I'm back.
I'm still a little tired from my weekend trip to Houston. I flew out on Saturday evening to minister for a Sunday morning service. I'm still amazed at how God did all that in such a short time but to sum it all up, I got a call Monday. By Wednesday I had been sent plane tickets, and by Friday evening all the Hotel arrangements were settled. I spent the rest of Friday packing and preparing. Saturday, I woke up early to hear from God, work on the message I was to deliver, and then ran a number of errands before driving myself to Birmingham-Shuttlesworth airport. Then, my pace picked up considerably as I went through baggage claim, a flight into Dallas Fort Worth (DFW) and finally landing in Houston's Hobby airport. My hosts picked me up in a nice car and drove me to get a bite to eat and then to my hotel. HOUSTON IS HOT! It is "don't even bother to curl your hair, because it will be in vain" hot! It was hot at 11:00p.m. which is what time it was when I finally got settled. I think I went to sleep with my lap top, my bible, some notes, while laying fully dressed across the bed. When I woke up the next morning, I just picked up where I had left off.
The next morning I noticed that there was no iron in the room, but my hosts brought me one from their home, and I was set. I ironed and prepared my "after service" outfit, and continued to prepare for the service. Interestingly enough, I do this "preachy prayer" thing. I'll explain because I know I made that terminology up. Well it's like I pray and preach at the same time and this usually takes place before I have to preach. I subconsciously did it the entire flight, but nobody heard me thanks to the enormous roar of the engines on the plane. As I continued to dress and preachy pray *giggles* I felt ready to deliver the word God had for His people.
Pulling up to the church, I got a feeling of security as the Lord reassured me that He was going to definitely "show up" in the service, so that made it easy to walk in with confidence and a big smile. The church was very gracious and they took great care of me. That's always a plus because nobody HAS to be nice. GOD DID AS HE PROMISED! I can still see the faces of the souls at the altar, and I'm so grateful that He uses me as His vessel.
After the service we went to an awesome restaurant called "The Boiling Crab" and had boiled crawfish and snow crab. DIVINE! I met a really nice woman of God and we giggled about both being from Louisiana. We had a blast as we ate, told good humored jokes, and shared from our personal experiences in ministry. Then, my body told me that it was on "the come down" and that I needed to get some rest. The come down is what I experience after having been "high in the Spirit of God from being in His presence, preaching the word, and ministering to His people." So, my hosts drove me to a hotel and I had quick nods of sleep the way there.
Although I was tired, I was so relieved, blessed, and still excited to have another opportunity to pursue my life's purpose- preaching the gospel to the nations. Finally, I drifted off to sleep and prepared for an early morning.
My alarm sounded at 4:00a.m. but I hit snooze for another fifteen minutes. Afterward, I jumped up and prepared for a busy day. I caught a red eye out of Houston, landed at D.F.W., flew into Birmingham, drove myself to work, put some time in at the office, and drove home. There I met up with my god-sister and we went to grab a bite to eat before retiring for the evening.
It's the day after, and I still feel jet lag. But I'd rather be tired from walking in my destiny than from exhausting my days roaming around trying to figure it all out. LIFE IS SWEET, GOD IS GOOD, JESUS IS MY JOY!
ASW
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