Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Day 150 - What is a "Good" Day?

Tonight I'm just sitting here in my rocker asking Holy Spirit what He wants me to say. I really don’t have anything, and I’m here because it is a discipline, not because of great revelation. As I look back on the day, it is one of those OK days. Nothing special happened and nothing bad happened. Probably the best part of the day was this morning sitting out on the deck and reading Steve Backlands book on igniting faith. Then making all the declarations about my day. It’s really funny how you look at things. As I think back to this morning and then look forward, the day was great. I was able to go to the chiropractor and then go to work. Work went well, and then I drove home. It wasn’t a super exciting day, but it really was a good day.

I guess every day in our life can't be the day we save the world or the day we find the gold. Sure those days are special, but when you really look at it, every day is special. I didn’t get to pray for anyone today, but I did spread joy, and I did bring the Kingdom of God into every situation that I was in. It wasn’t exciting, but it was real. But I guess it wasn’t exciting because I really wasn’t ministering to anyone or training anyone in the Kingdom. So what is the difference? Why can I be excited about one thing, and the other thing just is. Both are important. If I didn’t have days like today, I couldn’t have the other “special” days. Papa knows what I need, and I should be happy and grateful no matter what I am doing. I guess I still have a long way to go. The good news is that I am getting there.

So, what defines a “good” day? Do you have to be at church and in worship? I don’t think so. Do you have to be involved in praying for healing? Do you have to be giving a prophetic word? No, not really. A good day is any day that you are in communion wit one of the Godhead; Papa, Jesus or Holy Spirit. And you are obedient to them. A good day might mean you just stay at home and clean house or pull weeds. A good day might mean that you go to work, do your job in an excellent way and come home. As long as you are obedient to what you are called to do, and do it with all your heart as unto the Lord, you have had a good day. So with that definition, I had a good day today!

I haven’t been home much. I went from a “D” period to a “C” period today and to a “B” period tomorrow. That means that I was only scheduled to have about 12 hours in between leaving work and reporting to work. That’s almost 3 hours in driving so it leaves 9 hours. If I sleep 7 then that only leaves me 2 extra hours a day for the past two days. Thank goodness I finished early last night and a little early tonight. No wonder I am a little tired tonight. I have to start tomorrow at 9:20. But after tomorrow I wll be off for six days. That is great. Of course I have to drive to mobile and back on Sunday and Monday. We do have cell tomorrow night, so it will be fun to hang out with friends. Then we have Healing prayer and a sozo meeting on Saturday. So I will still be busy, but it will be fun.

Last night after I finished my blog, I went to bed. I was awake for a while, just thinking. Thinking about Julia, thinking about my life without her. I wasn’t being morbid or remorseful, I was just thinking. You know we all have our own race to run. Julia finished hers. I have always been envious of people who finish things before I do. Not to brag, but not many people finish before I do. So when they do, I think about them, wondering how they did it. I want to live a strong, passionate, full life. I have never thought about living a long life. Julia on the other hand wanted to live long. Now don’t get me wrong, she wanted to live a long, healthy, full life. She always got on to me for saying I didn’t care how long I lived. It’s ironic that things have turned out the way they have. But my idea of a good life hasn’t changed. I want a full, passionate, strong life. If I grow old, that’s OK if I’m healthy. It’s about the life lived, not the time lived. Sorry Julia, my thoughts still haven’t changed. In fact, I’m more set toward the course now than ever before. I have a destiny in God. I will reach it. How long I live is irrelevant. The key thing is to LIVE; that, I intend on doing.

1 comment:

  1. i remember, as a child, thinking that Jesus only lived here for 33 years and how that did not seem like a very long life and then wondering why He did it that way and didn't live longer on earth... but it's what you've said... He had a destiny and a life to live that changed history... the length of time it took was not the most important part