when i'm nearsighted
God is pretty good at working things out. Sometimes I tend to think that He dropped the ball, or at very least my issues just don't rate very high on His priority list ("Renee's concerns" falls long, long, long after "wisdom of national leaders", "prophetic stuff in Israel", "AIDS orphans", and "hole in the ozone"). Tonight I was, once again, proven wrong.
Tonight we were going over to RIT to get together and pray with other Christians. I was super excited about this, until about three days ago when I realized that I had a night class this evening that I really couldn't justify skipping. To say that I was bummed would be an understatement - I felt like I wanted to cry - I love this city, and truly believe that getting together with other Believers from the area is a huge first step in any change taking place. None the less, I went off to my class, and spent a large amount of the time thinking about and/or praying for the goings on at RIT.
The minute I walked into my dorm after class, I picked up the phone to call Bryan and see how it went. As he talked I realized how much could have gone differently (in a not good way) had I been able to go. Apparently, Chris (from RIT) hadn't been able to get the reminder info out to the others on his campus in time, and therefore no one from there was able to make it on such short notice. The other groups that we have contact with from other campuses also had things going on tonight and couldn't make it. Even Dave, who always comes to join us in prayer, wasn't able to go this evening. This meant that only Bryan and Chris were there. As it turned out this became a wonderful time of confession in a way that was greatly needed and would have been super awkward, if not just impossible, if others (myself included) had been there.
Praise God, for seeing what I cannot!
Tonight we were going over to RIT to get together and pray with other Christians. I was super excited about this, until about three days ago when I realized that I had a night class this evening that I really couldn't justify skipping. To say that I was bummed would be an understatement - I felt like I wanted to cry - I love this city, and truly believe that getting together with other Believers from the area is a huge first step in any change taking place. None the less, I went off to my class, and spent a large amount of the time thinking about and/or praying for the goings on at RIT.
The minute I walked into my dorm after class, I picked up the phone to call Bryan and see how it went. As he talked I realized how much could have gone differently (in a not good way) had I been able to go. Apparently, Chris (from RIT) hadn't been able to get the reminder info out to the others on his campus in time, and therefore no one from there was able to make it on such short notice. The other groups that we have contact with from other campuses also had things going on tonight and couldn't make it. Even Dave, who always comes to join us in prayer, wasn't able to go this evening. This meant that only Bryan and Chris were there. As it turned out this became a wonderful time of confession in a way that was greatly needed and would have been super awkward, if not just impossible, if others (myself included) had been there.
Praise God, for seeing what I cannot!