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We got it back from the mechanic today, and so far it runs beautifully. I am thankful every time I hear it start. The final cost to repair was a lot less than we were expecting, too, so we are grateful. Very very grateful.

See? I knew God would take care of us. :)
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We got it back from the mechanic today, and so far it runs beautifully. I am thankful every time I hear it start. The final cost to repair was a lot less than we were expecting, too, so we are grateful. Very very grateful.

See? I knew God would take care of us. :)
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Yesterday afternoon we contacted the mechanic for an update, and he said that (wonder of wonders) he was able to get my car running, and that he even took it out for a drive and it seemed to be running well. You can imagine our surprise. The mechanic said he thought something had caused the pistons to seize, and after he put the, quote, magical mystery cleaning fluid, end quote, in it, it worked fine. He's going to try running the engine again this morning just to be sure that the problem is truly eradicated.

So this is great news, and yet more proof that God does work miracles, even on insignificant objects such as my car. We are not completely out of the woods, though, because we need to find out why the pistons would "seize," and the fix for that is likely expensive. There are a few other little things that need to be done, too, like replacing the brake pads. But the good news is it looks like we're not going to have to get a new engine. Yay!!

All this drama has made us realize that now is the time to sell the car, so once we get it back from the mechanic in decent running condition, we'll start advertising. And then we'll have to buy a new car, which I must admit is rather exciting.

So. Anyone want a 1994 Nissan Sentra with engine issues? Even if it doesn't run for you, it'll look cute sitting in your driveway. Just give me a call and we'll work a deal.
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Yesterday afternoon we contacted the mechanic for an update, and he said that (wonder of wonders) he was able to get my car running, and that he even took it out for a drive and it seemed to be running well. You can imagine our surprise. The mechanic said he thought something had caused the pistons to seize, and after he put the, quote, magical mystery cleaning fluid, end quote, in it, it worked fine. He's going to try running the engine again this morning just to be sure that the problem is truly eradicated.

So this is great news, and yet more proof that God does work miracles, even on insignificant objects such as my car. We are not completely out of the woods, though, because we need to find out why the pistons would "seize," and the fix for that is likely expensive. There are a few other little things that need to be done, too, like replacing the brake pads. But the good news is it looks like we're not going to have to get a new engine. Yay!!

All this drama has made us realize that now is the time to sell the car, so once we get it back from the mechanic in decent running condition, we'll start advertising. And then we'll have to buy a new car, which I must admit is rather exciting.

So. Anyone want a 1994 Nissan Sentra with engine issues? Even if it doesn't run for you, it'll look cute sitting in your driveway. Just give me a call and we'll work a deal.

the news

Apr. 16th, 2005 02:09 pm
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Well, since Matt stole my thunder and spilled the news on his LJ, I suppose I am at liberty to tell. :)

After weeks of waiting for word, we found out at the beginning of this week that he got a new job. It is at a wonderful company (incidentally, where I work during the school year), for substantially higher pay, with great benefits, and only 3 miles from his house, and he starts May 1st! Praise God! No more traveling 40+ miles to work. This means he is financially stable and established, and we all know to what that eventually leads...

Needless to say, I am extremely excited and happy.

the news

Apr. 16th, 2005 02:09 pm
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Well, since Matt stole my thunder and spilled the news on his LJ, I suppose I am at liberty to tell. :)

After weeks of waiting for word, we found out at the beginning of this week that he got a new job. It is at a wonderful company (incidentally, where I work during the school year), for substantially higher pay, with great benefits, and only 3 miles from his house, and he starts May 1st! Praise God! No more traveling 40+ miles to work. This means he is financially stable and established, and we all know to what that eventually leads...

Needless to say, I am extremely excited and happy.
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The presence of God's hand--eternally, unrelentingly present--does not always inspire contentment from His children... though, I hasten to add, it should. His Presence, however, is often disconcerting to us. We'd like Him to leave us alone so we can wallow blissfully in the muck of our sin, cheerfully digging ourselves deeper and deeper into our own depravity.

How foolish we are. We decide that His direction in our lives is not good enough for us, that we'd like to direct ourselves, thank you very much. In doing so, silly children that we are, we only make ourselves miserable, and all the more so by attempting to convince ourselves that we are actually very happy.

It is a good thing He doesn't ask our permission before altering our course. One turn--minor, drastic, maybe only a slight turn of the head--there. Back on track, following Him. The landscape clears and we see beauty where before, in our own strength, our own timing, we saw only cloud and fog. Ah, so this is how I am to walk: with You ever before me, turning neither to the right or the left. The direction of the path You have set before me is no concern of mine. I have but to follow.

But we are forgetful, and right after He moves us and we realize our idiocy, we turn yet again and try to run from Him. So He convicts, and moves, and reminds, and the cycle begins again. How longsuffering is His mercy. And here is the wonder of it all:

In return for His ever-present mercy and grace, He does not ask the impossible. He does not ask for that which He deserves. He merely asks that we respond to Him: that we love Him because He loves us, follow Him because He leads, delight in Him because He delights in us. He has made our hearts soft and pliable--all we must do is let go of our grip on them, and give them over to a far better Master.

Simply put, He asks that we do what is best for us.

I wish I understood why we are so eager to run away and do the opposite.

We are so blind.

He is Light.
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The presence of God's hand--eternally, unrelentingly present--does not always inspire contentment from His children... though, I hasten to add, it should. His Presence, however, is often disconcerting to us. We'd like Him to leave us alone so we can wallow blissfully in the muck of our sin, cheerfully digging ourselves deeper and deeper into our own depravity.

How foolish we are. We decide that His direction in our lives is not good enough for us, that we'd like to direct ourselves, thank you very much. In doing so, silly children that we are, we only make ourselves miserable, and all the more so by attempting to convince ourselves that we are actually very happy.

It is a good thing He doesn't ask our permission before altering our course. One turn--minor, drastic, maybe only a slight turn of the head--there. Back on track, following Him. The landscape clears and we see beauty where before, in our own strength, our own timing, we saw only cloud and fog. Ah, so this is how I am to walk: with You ever before me, turning neither to the right or the left. The direction of the path You have set before me is no concern of mine. I have but to follow.

But we are forgetful, and right after He moves us and we realize our idiocy, we turn yet again and try to run from Him. So He convicts, and moves, and reminds, and the cycle begins again. How longsuffering is His mercy. And here is the wonder of it all:

In return for His ever-present mercy and grace, He does not ask the impossible. He does not ask for that which He deserves. He merely asks that we respond to Him: that we love Him because He loves us, follow Him because He leads, delight in Him because He delights in us. He has made our hearts soft and pliable--all we must do is let go of our grip on them, and give them over to a far better Master.

Simply put, He asks that we do what is best for us.

I wish I understood why we are so eager to run away and do the opposite.

We are so blind.

He is Light.
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Life is delicious.

Oh that I could always taste it as such...
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Life is delicious.

Oh that I could always taste it as such...

revelation

Dec. 18th, 2002 11:09 am
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The year comes rushing to a close, triggering a contemplative spirit, and suddenly one is made painfully aware of every unanswered thought, hope, and prayer. Ideas that make others comment in disbelief and wish that such things would be laid aside to make room for real life... and the nagging feeling that until such ideas are dealt with life cannot be lived.

Every year it is the same, and every year I enter the next bringing all those thoughts, hopes, and prayers with me--still unanswered. Unanswered because I cannot answer them myself, and I am too caught up in the questions to hear God's answers.

But it does not last forever. Finally, a listening ear (countless blessings upon it!) silenced my tormented soul long enough to hear His answer. Clear, swift, brilliant. Simple. Truly, the answer to complexity is simplicity, and the answer always comes in the stillness. Wracking our brains only brings tired minds--for we cannot understand. But to be still... to listen... Thus we are answered. For He answers our questions before they are asked, and if we would only be silent, we would see that no questions are necessary. He is the Answer, in every way imaginable, and in many ways unimaginable. To understand is to go beyond understanding (for we can't, really) and taste belief in the stillness of a quieted mind.

Strange how only when we cease to look we begin to see; how pregnant and fruitful silence is; how when we stop asking we are answered. What a glorious paradox is this world, and what a wondrously creative King she has.

I marvel and believe.

revelation

Dec. 18th, 2002 11:09 am
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The year comes rushing to a close, triggering a contemplative spirit, and suddenly one is made painfully aware of every unanswered thought, hope, and prayer. Ideas that make others comment in disbelief and wish that such things would be laid aside to make room for real life... and the nagging feeling that until such ideas are dealt with life cannot be lived.

Every year it is the same, and every year I enter the next bringing all those thoughts, hopes, and prayers with me--still unanswered. Unanswered because I cannot answer them myself, and I am too caught up in the questions to hear God's answers.

But it does not last forever. Finally, a listening ear (countless blessings upon it!) silenced my tormented soul long enough to hear His answer. Clear, swift, brilliant. Simple. Truly, the answer to complexity is simplicity, and the answer always comes in the stillness. Wracking our brains only brings tired minds--for we cannot understand. But to be still... to listen... Thus we are answered. For He answers our questions before they are asked, and if we would only be silent, we would see that no questions are necessary. He is the Answer, in every way imaginable, and in many ways unimaginable. To understand is to go beyond understanding (for we can't, really) and taste belief in the stillness of a quieted mind.

Strange how only when we cease to look we begin to see; how pregnant and fruitful silence is; how when we stop asking we are answered. What a glorious paradox is this world, and what a wondrously creative King she has.

I marvel and believe.
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That's what my paternal grandmother used to say when we'd get stuck in the infernal downtown Tulsa traffic. :-) It pretty well describes how I feel right now; I can see the final goal, but I cannot see how I will achieve it!

If anyone doubts God's boundless creativity or His sense of humor, all they have to do is take a look at my life. He certainly keeps me on my toes! Nearly every time I am positive something is going to happen, it does not. And nearly every time I am positive something will not happen, it does! As I said to a friend earlier today, I know that these occurrences mean that God has something better in mind for me, but I sure wish I was more on His wavelength!!

Imagination is a good thing. It spurs on my creativity, and keeps my inner world wonderfully alive. However, when I let my imagination blind my vision of God's will for me, it serves me ill. The trouble is, God has never revealed His will to me in an instant. He reveals His plans through trial-and-error on my part. When I have exhausted all other resources, and am left with only one possibility, only then does He give me full assurance. It's very tiring, to say the least, but it does teach me patience, for which I am very grateful.

I only wish... I only wish I could better fulfill the time between revelations. It is difficult to be productive when one has lost all sense of direction. God's revelations of His will for me are like landmarks in a foreign land: until I see one, I am at a loss as to how to proceed. All the scenery starts to look the same after a while...

Patience. I must be content to actively wait.

The readiness is all.
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That's what my paternal grandmother used to say when we'd get stuck in the infernal downtown Tulsa traffic. :-) It pretty well describes how I feel right now; I can see the final goal, but I cannot see how I will achieve it!

If anyone doubts God's boundless creativity or His sense of humor, all they have to do is take a look at my life. He certainly keeps me on my toes! Nearly every time I am positive something is going to happen, it does not. And nearly every time I am positive something will not happen, it does! As I said to a friend earlier today, I know that these occurrences mean that God has something better in mind for me, but I sure wish I was more on His wavelength!!

Imagination is a good thing. It spurs on my creativity, and keeps my inner world wonderfully alive. However, when I let my imagination blind my vision of God's will for me, it serves me ill. The trouble is, God has never revealed His will to me in an instant. He reveals His plans through trial-and-error on my part. When I have exhausted all other resources, and am left with only one possibility, only then does He give me full assurance. It's very tiring, to say the least, but it does teach me patience, for which I am very grateful.

I only wish... I only wish I could better fulfill the time between revelations. It is difficult to be productive when one has lost all sense of direction. God's revelations of His will for me are like landmarks in a foreign land: until I see one, I am at a loss as to how to proceed. All the scenery starts to look the same after a while...

Patience. I must be content to actively wait.

The readiness is all.

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