Thought for today Dont miss the incredible opportunity because..... oh, I forgot Today I want to talk to yall about a little thing I call mail. Yes mail, and my inability to open it on time. This shouldnt be an issue but it really is. See, full time RV life dictates that you really, really, really, really, really, really (you get the idea) need a place for everything. This is true in regular living, but in a small space everything does need a home. One of the things that I love about it is..... If you can organize, life is good. ALMOST all of the time. I do like the simplistic nature of that way of living, though in years past it would not have been for me. I digress. So back to the whole mail point. At that start of it I was like many of you with my mail, I would drop it on my counter and then go about my day. Then the counter space began to double as eating place, work space, computer area, and lets put everything else there too.... Not all at one time and not in chaos but just there. So I had to move the mail pile to be able to use the space for the computer. I next found the mail a home on the counter by the sink, which the only thing that did was attract clutter to the sink. This was not an issue before. I explained it to myself as if you see a bunch of stuff lying on the counter, your mind accepts this and allows it to be normal practice and this invites you to add to the pile. So, next knowing this was not working I opted to move the mail into the bunk area on the top right bunk. Out of sight. But now also OUT OF MIND!!! Seriously I didnt see the mail and by extension forgot about it all together. I then moved the pile of incoming mail to just inside the door, as I had to see it, and it was not in the way. Sadly when I am covered in rain and the door openes up guess what, rain hit the mail and not apreciated was damp mail not. Finally I figured out that the mail had to be in a place where I would see it, but not one that would run the risk of atracting clutter, or ruining it. Heck I even tried the nightstand, which again drew clutter and made my day to day opperations annoying as I do most of my living from my bedroom. Gimme a fricking break man!!! I shouted to myself in mild displeasure. So now I have placed the mail in the bedroom, at the foot of the bed, just inside the doorway to the room, where I will see it, out of the way, on the floor, in a box with no lid. I will let you know how this latest place works out. But this leads me into my point here for today. In all the moving around of the silly mail, from place to place, uphill, both ways, in the snow (kidding here), guess what has occured... Guess, NO GUESS !! Well here is what happened. I have been praying to The Lord about how I need money as I am struggling to keep the land and he answered but I almost missed an opportunity. In the mail, unopened mail, I discovered that I was cut a cashiers check for an amount $112.00 over my car payment. I almost missed this. Moving the mail around trying to find it a home almost cost me a gift from the Lord. The check is titled overpayment. Not sure how I got an overpayment as I just traded vehicles. But I am guessing it is that I had made the payment last month and they saw this new loan and the $112.00 is the saving that I am going to be making each month, thus since I payed to start it, they gave me it in credit. I checked and the money is good and legit. Like getting a payment free. I needed a break as I have to pay the $600.00 in property tax by November 15. This is going to be extremely tough. But the 112 bucks helps. Also since I switched cars I had a month off of making a almost 400 dollar payment. So that all should help the 600 bucks I needed. God is good, and now I have one week left to find the money. I am thinking it might not be impossible, but back to the point. I almost missed this check. I suffer from a illness called mailopeneritis. This is the illness of not opening your mail on time. (poking fun at myself and thats all here). I mean all through my life opening the mail late has cost me. I plowed one year and two checks never got cashed as I got to them (ahem) a year late. I just gave in and ate the $100.00. Then my mother gave me a check and I never got to that one until she called me one day and said did you get the check I sent. Fortunatly she knows me and sent a second one and thus rendered that. Opening mail has been an issue for me for ever, not sure why. I just hate mail. I dont like looking at it, reading it, opening it, or sending it. This I blame (Let me blame somone here I gotta.... No its not the Aries thing). L to the O to the L here. OK, I blame our digital age here for this. I can pay bills in an instant, send email, google everything, order food, and do it all from my computer, even bank. I can shop, surf, plan, buy, deal with, and even talk to my friends face to face but all online. We are in an instant techilogical society. Everthing is at our finguretips. Nothing has limits. We can do everything, be anything, buy it all, all online withought even getting dressed for work, heck we can even work from home, some of us anyway. The computer has taken the place of mail, calenders, libraries, and every way we do things that used to take us so much time and effort. The problem here is that since we dont have to work for it, it makes it too easy. And this lead me to my belief in my adversion to opening the mail on time. No my mother would just say Youre a fricking idiot, open your mail on time! LOL. You know that I have to say that this age we are in is amazing but problimatic. OK, for the rest of you saying right now look he is passing the buck and not taking responcibility you win. It doesnt matter who I blame, what I blame, what I believe, or how much I hate the mail. At the end of the day if I missed that check I would have only myself to blame. The world is not going to hand me a easy time, in fact it is going to do everything it can to stop me. It does not matter if I pray to God for things, if I am not looking for the graces He sends when I ask for them. If I am lazy and dont open my mail then how do I expect God to work with me on the larger issues. I need to accept that God sent that check as I prayed for it. But also the responcibility for my own actions to look for the money and cash the dang thing when it arrives. NOW !!!! A LARGER POINT !!! Your salvations is like the check. You asked God for help and He granted His grace (work of the cross), and provided His help (the bible) to guide you and his power (the holy spirit) to lead your consiousness in all things, and Himself (Jesus Christ) to get you the best opportunity to become your true self, 100% whole and entire, and since the cross was completed you have the check, at your house sitting in the pile of mail, but refuse to open it. Jesus didnt come into the world and take the cross for you to throw away the opportunity to cash that check (so to speak). Thought His word he guides us, through the Holy Spirit he speaks to us, and through Jesus Christ He leads us. Pick up the check, go bring it to the bank, and cash it. Or for the purpose of this message, Jesus took the cross in my place, in your place, in our place. How can we sit by and not take Him up on the gift. How can we not stand up for ourselves the way we stand up for others. Wanting the best for yourself, and actually putting the work in and claiming the land (so to speak) are both hard. You have to put in the work to make you who He sees. It is not easy, just like opening the mail, driving to the bank, filing out the paperwork, and cashing the check take time, so does your true self take work and time. Your work on yourself will only end when you go back home to Him and leave here. Stand with me Brothers and Sisters. and CASH THAT CHECK that Jesus paid so many years ago with His own blood........................... Now, I write all this after having forgot the check at the house on my way to work. I woke too late anyway to may the bank and work on time. I am cashing the check tomorrow. Before you laugh at me, look at it this way.... See if the check was a quick and easy to cash kind of thing, and I had not forgotten it. I would have easily taken the gift for granted. But if I have to work for it, dig the ditches, plow the land, and just work on me......... In the end my life here, becomes so much more worth it. Struggle, makes you more resolved and stronger, define the moment, dont let it define you. Live loud, laugh much, and love with abandon M PS. Go out and stake your claim on your life. Fight, scratch, and claw to make it in this world. Never give up, never settle, and never surrender.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 22:19:16 +0000
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