Jewells of Thought

Just a couple of hours ago I got a memory notification from Facebook. It was notifying me of my post from a year ago today. My photos were accompanied by a brief message about being in the ER due to the accident from 3 days earlier on August 1st of last year.

Talk about a blast from the recent past. Today is the 4th and I had totally forgotten how scary that day was from only just a year ago. I thought I could handle the intense headache, because it didn’t feel like a migraine to me. Then I had a headache every single day and I couldn’t be on my phone or laptop for very long due to the nature of screens and headaches. It was kind of a hard couple of weeks to endure.

Yet it was that exact accident that led to some amazing decisions that God put before me. Going back to Fellowship was a healing decision in many ways that I needed. Truly since August of last year I learned some lessons about love and care that I needed to see in a different light. On Sunday evenings I began to sit with Ms. Carol Allen a sweetheart of a church lady. I have dear memories of her and her deceased husband Freddy. I have to smile and think of Papaw when I say his name of course, which also helps me. However, there was another aspect to this change in perspective, my own Aunt Carol was going through a difficult challenge.

When Aunt Carol died it rocked through our family hard. Even though we knew it was a possibility because of what she was going through. The inevitable happened in September. For months after that something began to change again. Another decision was coming on, but I didn’t know how to go about it. Scripture says to heed God’s calling on your life so why is it so hard to make those changes at times. I was comfortable at Fellowship with some of our old core of the church I remembered and knew, but there are a lot of newer faces I couldn’t keep straight. That still small voice kept calling though and it took a really bad bout with allergies for me to make any move regarding that message from the still small voice.

It took Mother’s Day this year for me to make fruit on this demand of my Saviour. The amazing alignment I feel now, that I didn’t have before though, is so powerfully felt and seen by my immediate family. Plus Grandma looks more radiant; I may be a bit biased though. I am just grateful I am getting this time with her that I wouldn’t have gotten if I hadn’t finally listened to God’s instructions. I love Ms. Carol and I still sit with her for Sunday evenings when we are both there, but now because of that accident I have two sitting partners I enjoy being with at church on Sunday.

God uses both a still small voice and a louder accident sometimes to gain our attention. The question is will we continue to avoid Him or will He have to find another person to give credit due to them when you or I won’t listen?