The white bleachers are hard as steel on my not-so steely
buns, but tonight I don’t care. It’s
basketball homecoming! From my high
perch I have a great view of the homecoming candidates. First the guys line up, then the girls. I’m not sure if it’s the distance or my age,
but boy they look young! I cheer as all
the names are read, but I can’t help but remember my name being read out on
that court, the crown placed on my head & the sweet kiss on my cheek………..But
wait, the announcer has named the homecoming court, but this year, apparently
there’s a twist – the theme is Kiss the Girl and all men have been invited to
plant kisses on the gals in their proximity.
All of a sudden dozens of eager lips (and the elderly men accompanying
them) swarmed me. As I politely smiled
& turned my head for them to kiss my cheek –they went for my lips -- lips
smacking, like hungry goldfish at feeding time!
And that’s when I woke up!
Now, if you’re anything like me (or maybe I’m just weird),
but often I put life events to song.
Life really is so much more interesting as a musical. Because of this most of you would naturally
assume that the accompaniment of this story sequence would be The Little
Mermaid’s – Kiss the Girl. If that’s
what you thought you would be…… dead wrong!
Jaws music, predatory horror film music – this was not a sweet dream it
was a cold sweat nightmare – Jaws music included!
I haven’t had a school dream in ages and never one like
this. Usually when I’m in a time crunch
or have stress I start having dreams about not getting homework in on time or
not finishing a timed test. But this one
was different – when I woke up I had 2 thoughts – wow! I really need to brush
my teeth (which I did), and Why weren’t there any guys my age lining up to kiss
me? (a whole ‘nother topic for a later time).
It doesn’t take a dream analyst to tell me what my dream
means – I know already. I’m stressin’ a
little. I’ve got a long list of ‘to do’s’
and a short time in which to-do them.
Also, have you been to the store lately?
It’s like Germ-a-Palooza out there!
A cough here, a sneeze there, here a sniff, there a snot-rocket…. It’s
every germ-a-phobe’s nightmare. From an
early age my mother taught me that the appropriate response to public displays
of coughing & sneezing were to hold my breath and walk the other way. I was at the store yesterday, after 15
minutes of shopping I almost needed resuscitation from holding my breath so
long and I never got what I needed I had to keep walking in the opposite direction
– I was exhausted, winded & grocery-less when I left the store!
Despite my best breath-holding efforts, I still acquired a
cold! So, while being kissed by the
masses might be some girl’s dream – This germ-conscious girl gets chills
thinking about it – and not the good kind! (cue the music for John Travolta’s ‘I’ve
got chills…’ )
It’s pretty obvious that even my best efforts aren’t good
enough… on my own. It’s not the most
comforting of thoughts for someone that likes thing neat, orderly & in my
control. But even in my most firm grasp
on running my life – things slip through my fingers. That’s why I’m so thankful that Christ has
much bigger hands & His grasp is steady – He’s not frazzled when things don’t
go the way I planned them! Surrendering
my control is a daily, sometimes hourly task for me. Knowing & trusting are
two different things. I know God’s plan
for my life is the very best & that’s what I desire, but trusting Him in
the midst of His plans when they’re different from my own… it’s scary, but it’s
not a blind trust, I’m trusting in the One who is always trust-worthy –
Trusting Christ sure beats holding my breath!
Trust in the Lord with all
your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek His
will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take. Proverbs 3:5-6
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