Star Word. Day 1. (See previous post for the irony) I was STILL over thinking my word this evening. Id already put in a I need you to call me ASAP text to my sister (who is also my spiritual confidant/prayer warrior/best friend/calmer-downer when Im freaking out/ ear when I need to verbally process) immediately after service. She knows everything there is to know about every aspect of my life. Good. Bad. Ugly. EVERY-THING. She calls. I process. And I feel a little relief. But not enough relief to actually have the word get out of My head. Conviction? So its almost 6 pm today. Im driving down 129 toward Gainesville/green street. I pass a mailbox that has a flagpole. The pole is leaning toward the road. The flag is out far enough that it sweeps over my side window as I pass by. Its the American Flag. Immediately I feel like I need to go fix the pole and get the flag out of the way of cars. I have a friend in the military and have grown to understand the importance of flying the American flag and the conditions the flag should be in. Wait? Should I turn around? Is it my job to fix it? Would I be trespassing at a business? Do I feel convicted about the American flag?.... Lord?..... (no booming voice saying Amber!!!! Goforth and fixeth the flag pole, thus sayeth the Lord!!!!, just silence and crickets and traffic) Lord? Im at the red light. Whatever. Its not gonna hurt anything for me to turn around. And maybe theres a purpose in fixing it...maybe someone in the military will see that its fixed and feel glad that someone cared.... I dont know. But OK. Im going. Unless you tell me not to, Lord..... Lord?..... OK. Im turning around. Im goin I pull into a parking spot next to where the flag is Oh. My. Great!!! Just great. Oh geesh. A persons house???!!! Looooord? ?? I get out of my van. Ok, Lord, so Ill knock on the door. And maybe they wont think Im a crazy person. Maybe you need me to meet them? I seriously hope I can fix that pole. Lord? What If I cant fix it? What if I break it even more?? OK. its OK. Itll be fine. I knock. And knock again. I look around the porch and theres a lot of American Flag pictures and little trinket things. Must be a veteran... hmmm. Who am I going to meet, Lord? I knock a third time thinking I had heard something. And at the final knock I hear a loud and seemingly annoyed voice call out, Come in!!!!!!! Creeek. Um? Hi. Im amber. Sorry to interrupt you.. Im in here!!! Come in. I walk a bit to the left into a sitting area where a man sat in a chair, watching TV. He didnt get up or even look surprised that a total stranger was in his house. Hey. Hi. Im amber. I drove by and noticed your flag pole was Leaning. Wondered if I could fix it for you? Whats your name? He extends his hand out to mine and tells me his name is Jim. Are you a veteran? Yep. Go in there and look at the wall and youll see what all I did. Hes a Vietnam veteran. Decorated. And I think the other flag flying along his American flag was something about POW. I go outside to try to fix the pole. No luck. He needs a new pole. Sweet!!! Ill get to come back and talk with him more. Ok, Lord. Cool. Good plan. I like it. I walk back inside and tell Jim I need to get a different pole. He replies with Do ya like Nascar? No, sir. Not at all. Well? Do ya like old cars? I grin and I chuckle Now youre speaking my language. I love old cars. Expecially old trucks!... Well. Go back there and look at that wall that has all my car stuff on it. And I do. And I tell him how awesome his collection is. And we talk about his old truck and his old car and how we both like driving around, just to drive around... just cause we like driving. I come back to the initial purpose of my visit, and ask him if I could come back on Tuesday and put up a different flag pole for him. Ya. To tell ya the truth that pole is decent. I just gotta set it in the ground the right way. Maybe you could help me do that next week Thatd be great, Jim. Thanks for talking with me. And thank you for your service. I really appreciate you. He didnt look at me much during the talk time. But he turned toward me and looked me in the the eye before I left. Thank you for thinking about it. Seriously I wanted to skip out the door. WHOOOOHOOOO. So THATS what my word means??? Action behind the conviction!!!!!! Oh my goodness, Lord that was so cool. Im gonna get to experience THIS throughout the year???? Really?? Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I call My sister once Im in my car. Guess. What!!!!! And she said You have to write this down. And thats what Im doing right Now. Just, not in a journal, like I was spose to do. But... this works to. I wanted to share with yall. So. Perhaps Ill post periodic testimony associated with my star word? Id like to read other stories, too, if anyone has a star word testimony from years past and present.
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 03:37:01 +0000
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