Romans 8:28

Yes, this past week I did work a 25 hour shift. Yes, I am crazy. Yes, my body hurt. No, I did not "Make Bank" because of where I work. They do not offer 'Making Bank". I could not make piggybank where I work. Nonetheless, I did survive, despite my truck trying to burn me to death. Sounds pleasant, I know...

Ivis graduated from college this past Sunday. She has done an awesome job over the past years and I'm sure she will make a great teacher. Her party is this Sunday, and we will be planning something special for her that day. 

The Reds swept the Cardinals this weekend, despite Chapman laying an entire nest of eggs and Molina mouthing off 87 times.

I'm really stubborn sometimes. Here's the thing, right. I don't know what I'm good at. You can blame it on anything that you want. An obviously absent self esteem. My failure at identifying a career, my never ending bad habits, blah blah blah. Here's the obvious truth, though. God has blessed me with some really awesome friends. I'm not talking about the kinds of people who call me a friend like I've had in the past who are my friend solely so they won't have to feel guilty that I'm not seemingly included. I had those friends before, and unfortunately got burned. A friend doesn't conveniently forget about you when there's enough people around to keep them occupied. A true friend doesn't start rumors behind your back. No, these friends I have now that are truly in tune with God, many times much more so than I. Why can't I be a better listener??

Satan...he is an absolute terror to the mind. 2 Corinthians 11:3 says:

"But I am afraid that as the serpent deceived Eve by his cunning, your thoughts will be led astray from a sincere and pure devotion to Christ." In context it was written it may not apply fully to what I'm talking about, but as a standalone verse it applies directly to me. Satan has a habit and a luxury of sneaking into my thoughts.

Why do I bring all of this up? Why is this significant to the end of my story? It's because I've been asking God for a while what his will is for my life, but I haven't been listening for the answer thanks to the turkey mentioned in the previous paragraph. God happened to show up tonight. After my friends trying to get my attention and me being the stubborn mule that I can be tried to not listen just like Jonah, God showed up and just asked me one simple question. "What is your dream job?" I thought about it for a few seconds and rattled off a few answers. Funny thing about God is...he knows when you are full of it.

God allowed me (made me) sit through College Graduation twice now...and I'm sure I'll get to sit through a few more. But both times Jimmy V. spoke about dreamers. I am a dreamer, whether I will admit it or not. He said that not believing that your dreams are achievable is Nonsense. Everyone that I consider close to me in my life thinks I'm good for the trade. What am I waiting for...I guess I don't really have an answer.

This road will not be easy, but then again what in life is really good that you don't have to work for? Only one thing...salvation. Jesus did ALL the work there, and it's a good thing because I wouldn't even come close. I mean, even if what Jesus did is par for the course then I'm a double par give up...and trust me he is more than that. Romans 8:28:  "And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose."

Here's the thing...people are going to read this and smile. "Carver finally took the hint" they will say. I laugh because it's true. BUT...am I the only one God needed to speak with about this???

To be continued...

Have a good week!