OK, finally God, I get it
The toll-way was jammed yesterday as I made my way into the city for a Moody Grad class on the Theology of Missions. It would take me less time to jog than to drive one mile. I complained … but I was alone so no one heard me. No one but God.
Some pre-class work and other small things were nagging at my mind … and sitting in this traffic pretty much ruined any chance that I would have a God honoring day.
When it was time for class Jonathan, a fellow student, walked in as usual. Jonathan is blind. Only this time I really noticed him.
His pleasant and joyful personality was still in tact … just like it was when the semester started back in January.
I have never heard him complain about anything. Even though he needs help getting into the building, getting to the correct floor, and finding our classroom, Jonathan always reflects a joy that seems unwavering.
My pathetic little old traffic jam suddenly faded into shame. I’m in a Missions class to study how to take Jesus into the world. Jonathan brought the joy of Jesus into my life.
“Sing for joy to God our strength .. ” Psalm 81:1
