Give Us This Day

I have been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days...and not a lot of blogging. So I really should put my thoughts on record. So what has been placed on my heart this week? It seems each new week brings a new opportunity or a new interest...I've been applying for jobs everywhere I can find an opening...you will never guess where the lastest opening is that I've found...there is an administrative officer position opening with the Peace Corp. This would be somewhere in the EMA region...(Europe, Mediteranian, and Asia) From reading the job description it sounds like I may actually qualify for this job...the only reason why I would qualify for this job would be because I have been here in the job that I am in for the past two years....the job that I feel I am wasting my time and accomplishing nothing in...the job where some days I ask over and over again...Why am I here?...This job has prepared me for a bigger opportunity. It wasn't a huge roadblock as I've been perceiving it to be all along but rather a stepping stone. Its humbling to see the picture that God has painted for us when He allows us a tiny hint at what could be in our futures...sure it is a job on the other side of the world and not exactly what I had "planned" but it is an opportunity that two years ago I would have run from...today I find myself eager and hopeful that I am chosen. I can't even begin to know what that would mean...but I am eager to learn.

Song of the week: Here I am by Downhere - sorry I haven't been able to find a link to share it, hope you've heard it, its a very powerful song. Many Blessings! Kim



“Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread.”
by Max Lucado

What a statement of trust! Whatever you want me to have is all I want. Some days the plate runs over. God keeps bringing out more food and we keep loosening our belt. A promotion. A privilege. A friendship. A gift. A lifetime of grace. An eternity of joy. There are times when we literally push ourselves back from the table, amazed at God’s kindness. “You serve me a six-course dinner right in front of my enemies. You revive my drooping head; my cup fills with blessing” (Ps. 23:5 MSG).

And then there are those days when, well, when we have to eat our broccoli. Our daily bread could be tears or sorrow or discipline. Our portion may include adversity as well as opportunity.

This verse was on my mind last night during family devotions. I called my daughters to the table and set a plate in front of each. In the center of the table I placed a collection of food: some fruit, some raw vegetables and some Oreo cookies. “Every day,” I explained, “God prepares for us a plate of experiences. What kind of plate do you most enjoy?”

The answer was easy. Sara put three cookies on her plate. Some days are like that, aren’t they? Some days are “three cookie days.” Many are not. Sometimes our plate has nothing but vegetables—twenty-four hours of celery, carrots, and squash. Apparently God knows we need some strength, and though the portion may be hard to swallow, isn’t it for our own good? Most days, however, have a bit of it all. Vegetables, which are healthy but dull. Fruit, which tastes better and we enjoy. And even an Oreo, which does little for our nutrition, but a lot for our attitude.

All are important and all are from God.

The next time your plate has more broccoli than apple pie, remember who prepared the meal. And the next time your plate has a portion you find hard to swallow, talk to God about it. Jesus did. In the garden of Gethsemane his Father handed him a cup of suffering so sour, so vile, that Jesus handed it back to heaven. “My Father,” he prayed, “if it is possible may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will” (Matt. 26:39).

Even Jesus was given a portion he found hard to swallow. But with God’s help, he did. And with God’s help, you can too.