I have faith. I'd like to think I walk by faith. And I believe, no matter how difficult the circumstances, that I am placed where I'm supposed to be when I'm supposed to be there. And because I believe this to be true, I listen. I listen intently and pay close attention because I believe I'm supposed to gain something from "it".
Have you ever been in church and realized, about a quarter of the way through the sermon, that the message was being delivered directly to you? Every time this has happened to me, it's been during a trial of some sort in my life and the information being delivered was perfectly applicable to my situation. Or, have you ever had a complete stranger make idle chit-chat with you and later realized that the words they shared at that moment on that particular day were just the words you needed to hear? I believe this is faith in its simplest form.
I have an appointment this week with the marketing director at the Chapel Hill Ronald McDonald House. My objective for this first meeting is simply to get to know him and this fine organization a little better so that I can determine if WLHC-FM (the radio station I work for) could help meet their marketing needs.
In preparing for my meeting and doing my research, I came across this "message" in their website:
"We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world."
What perfect timing to come across this message, wouldn't you say? Especially given the events (deaths) we've all witnessed in "celebrity-dom" last week.
I've posted this quote on my computer. I've read it so many times I've lost count. I'm committing it to memory and tucking it securely in my heart. Because I know this for sure, my world, nor yours, is not completely made up of joy. And as such, during my trying days and those days when I think I can't take anymore or my heart is broken, I will find this message and remind myself that I am in the process of learning to be brave and patient...