I  meant to post this last Sunday morning…but life happens…

Wow! God knows! I had so many other options on my heart prior to a moment ago…I woke up at 7 am…and I still walked into church nearly 30 minutes late…on my drive I heard an old school song I needed…”The Storm is Over Now” I should have expected it. So much has given me joy the last few days…Rather, throughout a burglary attempt I remained smiling…my daughter couldn’t understand why I was so happy when I shared the news with her that evening. I explained, it was Divine appointment! Months prior I’d already sought another residence without their knowledge and what I expected to take months to manifest had been accelerated. What I mean is that two days before the break in attempt, I received a call from the leasing agent at the apartment I’d sought telling me how they have a special to waive all deposits now and he remembered me. I know you’re wondering what does this have to do with disappointment? 

Well, just weeks before, I was overlooked for a position of which I know God led me. I was disappointed about 15 minutes and then I considered  the call God has on my life! Yes, I know God allowed me to apply…but He never confirmed I would receive the job…No God’s not pulling a bait and switch…just sometimes we can want to rush things so much that we allow our emotions dictate or actions…regardless, I gained clarity in the process…

The “job was too small for me! I would have been settling. Essentially I almost made the mistake of going back to Egypt instead of marching forward to my promised land…so in humble submission I understood that what I thought had been disappointment was a set up for Appointment!

Well that was that..and back tothis morning….ugh

This morning I was late because I tried to control my situation again…my son and I bumped heads and I knew he was attempting to stay home because he wanted to watch a football game. I knew because he woke up super early and asked me if he could stay home and stream the service instead. 
Stubbornness has its place, but I caused myself to get stressed over something trivial. Though I wanted to control his actions, I was confronted with the reality that he is technically grown. I raised him to honor the Lord, however, there are many things a single mom can not teach a son…He must learn on his own…so on my way to bible study I vowed not to cry in service…I refused to allow my heartbreak be evident because I knew it was a test…I expected it…with every ounce of good news…I expected the desperation of the enemy…

Funny thing is….I suppose the enemy failed to consider my desperation to do the will of God…that even the way I felt disrespected would only fuel a fire in me to be more intentional about the love I’d give to  my son…that I simply refuse to just hand over to the enemy the gift God gave me 18 years ago…Instead I relinquished my control back to the one who trusted me with him…”Bring the boy to me” echoed as I edged up Walnut Grove Rd. and that song played…”The Storm is Over now”

I still wrecked my make up, but when I entered the class and saw the title of the new series: The Disappointment Room…I knew the morning’s events had me housed there. Yet, tears dried and cracks in my heart mended by a few verses and a bridge…I crossed over and in my mind released him to Our Father. I knew I wasn’t alone. So I typed the beginnings of this message understanding my circumstances are merely prerequisites to my Promiseland because destiny requires disappointments.