I’m Living Proof That There REALLY Are Guardian Angels! 

The older I get, the more thankful I am that God watches out for me! I bet my guardian angel is wore slap out! If not for God looking out for my best interest, I’d probably be dead, or best case scenario, I’d constantly have black eyes and/or busted lips! I’m telling you, I reckon I’m getting too old to put up with people’s crap! And if I said everything that entered my mind…..whew! And the fact that I don’t?! That’s how I know God is protecting me!!

My sister calls me the other day, and asks me what I’m doing. I promptly told her that I was trying to figure out ways to rip people a new one, and them still know I love Jesus! She got tickled and asked me what had happened. I told her about how the young lady at Hobby Lobby had been rude to me. Notice that the word young is in bold print! Look, first of all, if you’re working at a department store, you’re there to help the customer!!! Secondly, if said customer has a question, you answer nicely and as knowledgeably as possible! And if said customer appears to be older than you, you answer them respectfully with a polite yes m’am and/or no m’am!!! If you can’t do that? Get a job in a factory, or have the department store put you in the back unloading trucks or something, to where you don’t have to deal with people. And don’t say maybe she was having a bad day! If she’s having such a bad day that she can’t be at least a tad polite, she should stay home! You can tell when someone is having a bad day and is rude or snappy. This was not the case! Anyway, sorry for the rant. 

So, my sister asks me if there was a verse in the bible that talked about work ethic. I told her there was the one about working as if unto the Lord not unto man. She said that I should’ve used that one on her. I said, “Oh, you mean like this?” “B*tch! You’d better start working as if you’re working for the Lord and not man!” After we both cracked up, she said, “No. Not quite like that.” Clearly I was joking, but that’s exactly how I felt! It’s like my BFF Lajuana said, “I know God sees everyone’s heart, and He knows their true intentions; but He doesn’t expect us to be that much like Him does He?!?” Sometimes people can certainly push our buttons! After we had a good laugh, and I had gotten it off my chest, I seriously thanked God for miraculously keeping my mouth shut! 

Y’all, that’s one of the many perks of having the Holy Spirit living inside you! He helps us to be better than we really are! He helps us keep quiet when we want to cuss someone out, or stops us from flipping someone off as we’re driving down the road! Sure, we can always ignore Him! But often times, it’s after the fact that I realize what happened, and how He totally saved me from getting my butt kicked, or from being shot in a fit of road rage! This God stuff is good stuff!! If you don’t know the Lord, you should check Him out! It’s not always easy, and we (Jesus freaks) don’t always listen, but imagine how bad we’d be without Him!!!??? Thank You God for taking care of me, and allowing that (not so) sweet, young lady to live another day!

2 Corinthians: 7-10 Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn’t get a big head, I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan’s angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of walking around high and mighty! At first I didn’t think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me, “My grace is enough; it’s all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness.” Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ’s strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.

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