July 21st, 2007
…I hope God forgives me for this
Dear God,
It’s Saturday morning, July 21st, and I’d like to write a letter to you to express my extreme displeasure.
You see, it’s a gorgeous 70 degrees outside, with a slight breeze that just tickles your hair as it passes by, and big fluffy clouds that paint the deep blue sky like cotton balls. Yet, I will not be able to enjoy it. All I want in the world is to go to the park, then back to my parents house and sit on their patio all day long. Instead, I will be inside a cool, dark, cement room for the rest of today, and most of tomorrow doing ministry.
God, I love you. I love serving you. You know my heart better than anyone and know this to be true. It’s a pleasure to do these things, and I wouldn’t trade my job for any other. Sometimes though, it’s really a pain in my rear. I hope you understand.
What’s worse, is sometimes, I wonder if you’re up there smiling, half-giggling looking down at me when you give me this perfect day that I cannot enjoy. I know you’re a loving God, but that doesn’t mean you can’t sometimes have a cruel sense of humor, I suppose. You should know I’m adding this to my list of things to talk to you about when I get to heaven… You already know how I feel about the platypus, turtle-necks, and Ann Coulter.
So God, in closing… I just want to say that these kinds of tests suck. Nevertheless, You’ll get my all this weekend as I serve You — I just will be crying on the inside.
Amen.
On another topic, met with my men’s group I lead this morning over at Tom Turner’s home. He and his wife made us homemade southern-style biscuits and gravy for breakfast. And I’m not joking, nor overexagerating here, these were by far and away the best biscuits and gravy I’ve ever had. Unfortunately I couldn’t have a whole lot as I am paying the price today and tomorrow for my over-indulgence of Chinese food last night. We met out on his patio in the back yard (which prompted this whole discussion with God on the weather), just a beautiful day. Great discussion, great guys, great food… this was one of the best Saturday mornings I can remember in a long time.
“God giveth, and God taketh away.” I suppose.
