He is just a good God. There is no real argument against that fact!
Blessings this blustery, stormy day!
The future is as bright as you want to make it. 2016 was a tough year for me. I spent a good
portion of it using a cane and barely getting around. I had good days and bad. I lost my job that had been so “promising.” And finding a replacement proved impossible. Especially since I couldn’t get around to save my life.
The issue with my leg continued all summer and with no income, life began to catch up to me. Suddenly I was selling everything I had to pay my rent and keep the power on. I finally had to sell my pick-up to catch up enough for another month. I had $200 left over. I begged God for help. I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t get any help. I filed for disability in the midst of it, but that is a 2-3 year process, so it was no help. At the same time I had cellulitis in my left leg. It constantly leaked and was swollen to nearly twice normal size. So I had issues in both legs.
Eventually, I came to grips with the fact that I was about to become homeless. There’s much more to the story than I will write because it’s just too long and involved. About the middle of Fall, 2015, my cousin and I had been talking on the phone. She wanted me to come write her biography. It sounded awesome, but a person can’t just up and move for something like that. Now, however, things were different. I called to ask if the offer still stood and she said it did. I took the last of the money I had from selling my truck and bought a one way ticket to Portland.
I sold most of my possessions and boxed up the rest. Stored what I could live without with a friend and flew off to Portland, Oregon. In the days leading up to that move, I laid awake at night begging God to close all the doors in Oregon. For two reasons: 1, I would be over 2,000 miles away from my kids. 2, I wanted more than anything to be where God wanted me. I wanted to be certain. The doors to Oregon were the only open ones. In fact, if I had not went to there, I would be living on the streets now.
God continues to maintain my need to be in Oregon. My cousin set up an appointment with a doctor. A very popular doctor. She knew immediately what was wrong with me and Oregon medicaid covered the cost. Within 2 weeks of that appointment I was walking a mile plus a day. My cousin was treating my cellulitis and that cleared up. With generic neosporin. Yeah, and I think, a little of God’s touch.
I didn’t suddenly get rich. I didn’t suddenly have all my bills paid and my life didn’t just become perfect. But God’s love was so evident that I couldn’t find any legitimate reason to complain. He is just a good God. There is no real argument against that fact!
God brought things together for the good. He does that. He’s good at it. I learned a lot in that time. I learned God loves me and wants to take care of me. My road isn’t done. He’s doing so many amazing things for me.
I guess what I am trying to put forth to you is that God loves you and has an amazing 2017 planned for you. As you begin this New Year, remember that. I don’t make resolutions because I generally break them. But I have come to know that God is a good God. And, I have learned to be grateful. Being grateful, thankful, appreciative…It’s like being set free from a cage. That’s the best way I know how to describe it.
Instead of living to complain (which we all do sometimes) live to be grateful. If you can just get that going, it will change your life and the way you feel.