The words struck a chord deep down inside her heart and
soul, for she’d heard them before – in fact, she’d spoken them before. Those long days of knocking doors a couple
summers ago, selling books as a literature evangelist – the experience that had
lead her on the journey that she would never have picked for herself. There had been those doors she’d knock where
the person would interrupt her mid-sentence and say, “I’m not interested.” As she
walked away from the house she would think to herself, “They didn’t’ even give me a chance!
They don’t know what they’re not interested in! They don’t’ know what I’m offering.”
At those words, and the recollection of all they had met to
her, the girl suddenly stopped crying, “How
could she reject her Lord and Savior?” So, on she would go. To another adventure. On to continue living the same life, and yet
in a different way, in a different place.
The hurt was still there. She
will never understand why. She will
never feel totally adequate. She will
ever wonder at God’s leading. And yet,
this is the life she must live at this present time. For she’s trying – even when it’s difficult –
to live His plan.
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