Eye saw the sign
Is it pink eye?
Most importantly it was a message on my character building by God Himself.
I woke up with my eyes pinkish and puffy and itchy. It looked a mess and sick. My throat also ached a bit and my nose was stuffy.
I shared how I was feeling with my husband Deon and he went into fix it mode. (We will be starting Compassion for our Homeschool co-op and Timothy was quick to whisper oh daddy needs compassion). I rolled my itchy and achy eyes as I did not want to think about what caused my problem at that moment. I wanted him to pray and stay away just in case it was contagious. 😅
I did not mind being down sick and having some days isolated in our room. I started playing my YouVersion devotional on audio. Deon left to do his own. I also thought about the unwashed dishes and missing church house AGAIN!
Timothy later came in and asked if I was feeling better. I was. Thank God. He asked if I was well enough to make breakfast. Did he ask his dad who was in the office? I took a deep breath and said yes. I got up, washed my face and went to prepare breakfast. I was grateful to be able to get up but I was annoyed that I had to! Or that my dear husband did not even care to get into caretaker action mode.
I washed my hands again and started breakfast. Timothy came in to ask if he could help, which I welcomed. He cracked the eggs and whisked them as I placed butter in the pan. I was finished with the eggs by the time Deon came in and started helping with the bacon.
In my mind, I was going back and forth about service and doing what we can. I was thinking about how unfair that I had to get up and prepare breakfast while not feeling one hundred percent well. I did the dishes, without Deon’s help. He left and went to the living room to watch a church service that I asked Timothy to put on. He did not offer to help! Then I hear the whisper of the Holy Spirit to take out breakfast and call Deon to get it.
What! Why! 😅😔 I obeyed. And God said that it was not about him, it was about me and about God. I thought about church houses and how this plays as well. It’s not about them, it’s about who God wants Tameeka to be! So I took out the bacon and eggs, added slices of bread and poured out the juice. I called Deon and smiled when he gave thanks. It did not take away anything from me to serve him.
Some dishes were in the dish washer and I did the bigger ones by hand. By then, the singing was done and the word was being preached. It was about being patient when God is slow (or slow in our eyes to solve what we see as a problem). Being patient is something that God is working on in me– my whole life– and having grace not concerned about being treated unfairly. Then we tuned in to OCBF where Pastor Jonathan preached on Overflow. Luke 6:38— back up to verse 27 where Jesus was telling the listeners to love their enemies… For the sake of the Gospel, I must do what pleases God at all times. It does not matter what seems unfair or what Deon or others were doing or not doing! I must be Christ-like! And the Holy Spirit helps. 😊
“Obedience starts with taking the whisper of the Holy Spirit seriously”
“Stop complaining”
Now the sermon by Pastor Tim is on and he is preaching on The Danger of The Impatient Traveler. Numbers 21:4-6 NLT
Earlier this week, Aunt Rhonda sent a message about remaining. I listened to a message entitled Don’t Stop When the Tears Start that left me in tears yesterday.
Being patient and trusting God in the midst of it all. In the midst of being married to a good man who doesn’t serve well at home as consistently as I would like. Being patient with myself and my list of goals based age. And the list goes on.
I shared my eyes plight with a friend who shared that it just might be allergies. I can get impatient, self diagnose with the wrong thing instead of just being still and knowing God is God! God, no more complaining – set me ablaze! May my eyes be fixed on Jesus and what He is doing.
(cheers, you made it and my hair didn’t scare you 😅🤣)
