Miracles, Blessings, and other God-thing so forth and so ons Part Deux

I work for a development company in Spring Hill. One of my many assignments, and probably the most consistent one, is to be a leasing agent for the apartment complex where our office is located. Some days are stressful and I wonder why I can’t just walk out the front door and never look back. Some days are terrible because of the odd situations my tenants put themselves in and then ask me to fix and I wonder why God won’t release me from this assignment. Some days, however, are like today. They are days where I am reminded that God still has lessons I need to learn, people I need to help, and stories I need to hear.

I won’t tell you her name, though I doubt she’d mind. I will say that she has become one of my favorite people. Not just on the complex, but in general. When she comes into the office and I ask how she’s doing, her reply is consistent and cheerful: “I’m blessed and highly favored.” She used to come to the fitness center (right next to my office) to work out in the mornings. She’d listen to her mp3 player and sing worship songs. Then, after a while, she began to pray. Not loud and if she knew that I could hear her, she’d have stopped. I always enjoyed those times because I felt the presence of God when she sang and prayed. It honestly did more for me than it probably did for her. So sweet and tender that I nearly felt I was intruding.

She came in today and said something that challenged me. “I would rather err on the side of following God and messing up than to be disobedient and do nothing. At least Peter got out of the boat. Those other jokers just sat there. And Peter walked on water, too. Til he started listening to them.”

Her commentary made me think about this charge that I have been given and what it might look like for me to be obedient (being…uh…not 18 and going back to school full-time) and I gotta say, I have no idea. I don’t know what’s going to happen next. I only know that at least I’m out of the boat, right? I mean, that’s a start.