RESIDUE OF BLOOD？

Why'd anybody be thinking of a laundromat at 4:30 a.m.? Well, I wasn't actually thinking of it, it's just one of the first places I walked past. I was coming home when I took my face-dive onto the asphalt, drawing blood.

This skirt, used to stop the bleeding, had its stain removed and then was cleaned at home, not at a laundromat; so I'm glad it's ok now.  The other day, I felt grainy residue from perhaps a missed stray. God seemed to be telling me He hadn't missed anything; for me to cast all thoughts on Him.

"EVERYTHING? Well ok;...I'm trying to follow You, Lord, " I asked from the heart (I know this has been asked by many people in the Bible too) "but these accidents, injuries, setbacks...I first tried to say they were merely loving chastisements to keep me in line, but..."

"But?"

"But is it really that? There are others who I think love and serve you who don't go through what I'm going through and have wonderful ministries...Father, am I doing something really wrong in an unalterable way and You're trying to get my attention? Can you not use me anymore?"

I remember when I was 15 and depressed and said to my mother, "I don't deserve to belong to the family." She didn't answer me for the longest time. I'd been staring at the floor, but she made me look up because I was dying to hear her answer me.

She answered then, "Maybe you don't. (What? I thot.) You say you don't deserve to belong to the family. But can any of us dare say we deserve to belong to the family of God?" And I remember how she pointed my eyes to the Cross that night.

Those who have had personal interaction with a Loving Heavenly Father know that often, His silent responses carry as great or even greater meaning and satisfaction than words ever could. Infinite Love cannot be expressed adequately by Finite Semantics, (an edge of its corner is displayed in the Bible).

All I can say is you'll never find a crazier, more contented 66-year-old daughter home with an injury anywhere in the world this century. If you ask her why, she'll tell you she can't really tell you but maybe you should ask her Father.