“But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.”
Psalms 3:3 KJV
Happy Monday! The conference was amazing! I felt like everyone there was the “real deal”. I’m referring to all 10,000 attendees, the crew working the conference and the people on stage. Everyone was approachable and friendly, but on a different journey in their Christian walk. All good conferences must come to an end, and that includes the excitement. When we return home it is important to be committed in our walk with Christ.
I don’t have a problem with commitment, so I was ready to get back to work. All the way home I praised God. Then, I came home and reality set in. Before I left for Tampa, our daughter, son-in-law and grandson were staying with us. I was also very busy at work dealing with the aftermath of Hurricane Michael. I think I was so busy that I was in denial. So, after I returned home I realized we needed something from the store. As tired as I was I told my husband that I was making a run to the store. He warned me, but I didn’t pay attention. I’m a little stubborn. I drove into town at about 8 pm. Nothing was open but one convenience store surrounded by police cars. I had forgotten about the curfew, which I was violating. It felt like a police state. Sunday I couldn’t make or receive calls, or use the Internet. In fact, we are not supposed to have service until November 29th. I also cannot receive my medication that is delivered by FedEx. In my frustration I went to town hoping for a signal. Then, it hit me. The town I have spent more than 20 years trying to improve is devastated. Someone told me of a neighbor who was trying clean up his yard and perished because a tree fell on him. I also was informed that a young woman whom I knew died from suicide last week. My heart was heavy. All I could do was cry.
Reality sets in eventually for everyone. It’s not the end of the world. It just took me a little while to deal with my situation. God is good all the time though. I remembered the dancing and fun we had at the conference. I turned on my radio and began dancing. If you are ever feeling sad, turn on some good praise music and dance. My mood was quickly lifted. I have to add that it is good exercise too! The words reminded of what is really important, and the movement felt good.
We all have a ministry. How can we accomplish anything with a “gloom and doom” attitude? So today and all this week, I’m going to take a break a couple of times during the day, and dance for a few minutes. As a matter of fact, I might just do this indefinitely. Let me know if this works for you. God bless you!