There is some sort of tree near our house, some sort of nut tree, that went into full frothy blooms this week. Beautiful. But as each pink flower formed my eyes grew itchy and my nose became a drippy mess.
Goodness. I detest allergies. Spring means buying Benadryl and Kleenex in bulk. Wouldn't it be nice if we could pick what we were allergic to?
I would become allergic to over-eating and bad attitudes if I was allowed to pick. Instead the bad attitude and snacking scaled up with my epic sneezes and antihistamine dopiness. I've had the perfect excuse to procrastinate and become uninterested in life.
But God knew what was coming and prevented me from wallowing in self pity. This same week when I rubbed my eyes raw was full for therapy sessions for Micaela, babysitting for the neighbors, Bible Study, and doctor appointments. I just had to keep trooping along. Well, what else would you expect from our clever Heavenly Father? He prevented me for making poor decisions based on physical discomfort and trained me how to keep doing His will under pressure.
I shake my head and smile. That is why when it rains, it pours. God is just pushing us along to be better than we were yesterday, even if that means we must endure what feels unfair and unjust.
So, the next time life rains on your parade, just smile and shake your head. Obviously your Heavenly Father is just pushing you. He pushes you because He has faith in you and loves you very much.
Thank you, God for loving me enough to prod and push me into something better. I appreciate it. Still, if I could pick what I was allergic to...
Happy Allergy Season!
No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.