How often have I missed a blessing from the Lord because my mood has been altered by one situation or another? Knowing there were things that I needed to do, but my heart had turned sour over some silly something that didn't really matter.
Sunday was one of those days. Ray and I had
planned to go to his hunt club after church.
We had most of our things ready before going to church so we could come
home throw it all in the truck and take off.
As we were standing to sing the last song as our
benediction, it was clear as a bell that the Lord wanted me to anoint the hunt
club. Funny, the thought had never
crossed my mind before, but there was no doubt that those were my instructions. When we got home I grabbed the EVO, my ipod
and ear buds and was ready to roll.
Did
someone say “roll”? Not calling any
names, but the other person that lives in our house had been on one since
Saturday evening when I had undercooked his hamburger, it then “rolled” on over
to Sunday morning because then the eggs were too overcooked! As he was working to get his target set up to
sight in his rifle, the “roll” began to “roll” again. I climbed back into the truck while the
shooting was taking place, thinking that maybe he could anoint his own little
hunt club.
After we had our rifle in order we began to drive back to
the house where the guys spend their weekends hunting. I guess the Lord had to speak really loud to
get this point across to me. “Susan,
does it really matter if your mood has changed?
Did I ask you to do something for Me if you felt like it or were in the
mood?” Wow, my mood didn’t matter, maybe
it did to me, but was I willing to let my mood affect my obedience to something
that I knew I had been summoned to do? I
decided that I’d be glad to anoint that little hunt club house.
I made my way around
the entire perimeter of the house before going in, covering every doorway and
bed while worshiping and praying. When I
finished inside, Ray had the hose pipe washing off the deck. I knew that I had to find a no fire ant piece of ground to stand because I instinctively knew the shoes were about to come
off. As I found the spot and got down to
the bare feet, the next song began to play the notes were so soft I couldn't
recognize the tune. But then the music
began to get a little faster and louder and I almost started crying because
then I did recognize the song.
Days of Elijah.
As the words filled my mind and heart I was so elated
because it was the very first week of the Jewish New Year. What I had also
learned last week is that it is in fact a year of Jubilee! Only God could have orchestrated the time I
spent on that property last Sunday. In
true fashion, as the last notes of the song began to fade, the wind began to
blow, and blow and then blow a little harder.
It was one of those moments for the record books.
Every time I caught a glimpse of Ray, he had his back turned
and was spraying the hose pipe. After we
loaded up and started down the road his only comment was actually a quote from “Dances
with Wolves”… “you turned Injun didn’t ya?” He may or may not admit it, but he
was glad about it all, well except for me singing so loud!
I only hope that memories of this day will always remind me
that I shouldn't let my mood stand in the way of my obedience!
Declaring the word of the Lord
And these are the days of Your servant Moses
Righteousness being restored
And though these are days of great trials
Of famine and darkness and sword
Still we are the voice in the desert crying
"Prepare ye the way of the Lord!"
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zion's Hill salvation comes
And these are the days of Ezekiel
The dry bones becoming flesh
And these are the days of Your servant David
Rebuilding a temple of praise
And these are the days of the harvest
Oh the fields are as white in Your world
And we are the laborers in Your vineyard
Declaring the Word of the Lord
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zion's Hill salvation comes
There's no God like Jehovah!
There's no God like Jehovah!
There's no God like Jehovah!
Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zion's Hill salvation comes
Lift your voice, it's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zion's Hill salvation comes
