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55th Day - 13th
Year!
11-23-2007
Friday: The Sixth
Day Of The Week!
(From Beaumont,
Texas)
Blessed and Holy are
You, O Lord God our Comforter!
Teach me to pray as
I ought to pray! I rejoiced this morning when it came to my
remembrance about Xmeah saying that he is thankful for my
teeth being the way that they are, because I speak very
clearly. That made me laugh this morning, and I never
thought about that in that way, that something that was
looked at as being a bad thing, is actually a blessing! What
I am referring to is the way that my teeth are big and stick
out. And just the day before the topic of my teeth came up
in two different conversations. One was with a customer when
we were talking about teeth and braces, and I said, that
when I was younger I was supposed to get braces, but I never
went back to the dentist to get them. But now that I am
older, it does not even bother me anymore. Then the second
conversation, I was talking to the kids about how my mother
tried to instill so much bitterness in us, as kids, against
my father. Even to a point where she would say, “If your
father had given you money, you wouldn't have teeth like
that.” But now, I see that this is actually a blessing to me
and it made me real happy to hear that I got a compliment
about the clarity of my voice!
Thank You, Lord for
that! We were also discussing the other day about how Naomi
looked at her situation as being cursed, because she lost
her husband and her two sons. But she did not see how the
things that seemed to be a curse was actually a blessing for
her.
In school when
people would tease me about the way my teeth stick out, I
did not look at this as being a blessing to me. But I have
also seen how the Lord has delivered me from shame about my
teeth, and I smile and laugh a lot and do not hide my teeth.
I have had many people say that I have a pretty smile, and I
thank God that the embarrassment is gone. This is what I
have, so with that, I be content. Amen.
My Lord, what was
the dream You gave me on last night? I ask that this would
be brought back to my remembrance.
For the past few
nights I hear Spanish words in my head. It started one night
when I heard myself pray “ayudame.” I know that this means
“help me.” Yesterday I heard “No correo.” which means no
mail. Then Last night I heard “semaforo,” which means street
light.
My Lord, what does
this mean? Amen.
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