Psalm 40

I couldn't help it. Like a magnet to the side of the fridge, I was being drawn closer. I actually had gone to work because after my Saturday afternoon nap it occurred to me that I still had to get my sub plans done before Monday's trip to Taejon for a KILA librarian's meeting. Ok. That means put the cooking, cleaning, and laundry on the backburner (some of that litterally) for the moment till I could get the plans done and get back to my apt and work on some quiche for a couple of new mother/baby meal trains for colleagues who recently gave birth.

It was about 7:30 on a Saturday night. I had walked the 50 metres from my apt bldg to the school library, and started working on a few things.  I soon noticed music, worship music resounding (not just resonating) in the hallway outside of the library. I remembered that The Nations church, which meets in our auditorium on Sundays does a once a month prayer meeting on the 3rd floor in one of the classrooms. I could feel that anointing from two floors below, and knew I wanted to be in there, more than I wanted to be busy being a Martha with my laundry, cooking, subplans, etc.  I finished the sub plans as quickly as I could, and took the elevator up where I saw everyone with head bowed praying, and waited for my opportunity to sneak in as unobtrusively as possible.

It took nearly an hour and a half of my previously planned evening, but it was a time of real ministry.  I needed to be in fellowship in the very building where I work, praying with other believers, worshiping our LORD, and being reminded that God will not leave me nor forsake me.  Any feeling or perception that He might have left me, or that I am beyond help, is an illusion of Satan's making.  It was a needed reminder to keep pressing in and waiting (Ps. 40) for God to give me the breakthrough I need.  Discouragements had me down and with eyes focused on others, on my problems, and on myself and had me carrying a tremendous weight.. I was gently reminded tonight to put my sights back on Him. He is the one who can bring me out of the pit and set my feet on a rock and establish my goings. So, I wait patiently on Him once more, my God, my Redeemer, my Deliverer.

My little schedule change?  A divine appointment. Did everything on my list get done tonight? Nope. But I believe His agenda for me was accomplished this evening.Everything that needs to get done will still get done. Lord, help me to submit my schedule to You every day.