Psalm 40: 4
Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods.
I facilitate my writer's group, Writers for All Seasons.   I run my Prayer Shawl Ministry.  I sing soprano in my choir.  I drive  my car.  I own my house.  I am a woman in charge of my life.
In  every situation, there will always be someone else who tries to take  over my meetings.  There will always be some piece of equipment or  material which will diminish my control over my environment.  Men may  have good old boy systems, but women have pecking orders.  There always seems to be someone trying to peck their way to the top and trample me on the way.
This  used to bother me immensely.  I would cry.  I would get angry.  I would  say vindictive things and instigate sweet revenge.  I was miserable.  I  was tolerably successful but absolutely miserable.
So what happened?  I learned to trust God.  I put Him in control.  
Now I tell Writers for All Seasons that  I am the facilitator, not the dictator, and we all share an equal part  in the group.  I take a more pro-active role in my Prayer Shawl Ministry  as an organizer, but we are equal participants.  In my educational  career, I stopped putting myself in charge of my peers and now enjoy  just doing my job.  I blend my voice with the choir and it sounds so  much better than a bunch of soloists singing at the same time.
I  am a woman in charge of my life.  I'm in charge of my life because God  is in control of me.  I defer all major decisions to Him.  I discuss all  situations with Him.  He is my counselor.  He unfolds the universe at  my feet and shows me where to step. (I don't always follow the path He  shows me, but I admit that He was right when I eventually wind my way  back.)  He never leaves me.  He never forces His decisions on me; I have  free will.  I choose to have God be in charge of my life.
That's the secret of a successful Prayer Shawl Ministry.  You run it, but let God be in control.
Dearest God, 
Remember  when I said You could guide me and guard me?  Remember when I asked you  to protect and preserve me?  And about that whole direct and defend me  thing – please do.  Always.  Forever.  Be in control of my life.  Thank  you! Amen.
 
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