Yesterday was Phyllis’s ‘debut’ with the Detroit Symphony Civic Orchestra singing Carl Off’s Carmina Burana. You can Google it if you want. It was pretty cool, they sang in Latin, French, and Spanish, and the music was phenomenal, they even had the translation in the program. It was pretty sweet, and they are recording it, you know I am pre-ordering it :)
When we left it was blowy-snowy. Instantly began praying for safe driving. Roads were slippery. Slow and steady wins the pace in those times. I just took my time slow laned it, white knuckled it over every bridge, got off on 696 first chance I got, there’s no overpasses on 696, only underpasses :)
While driving, I got a call, “we’ve been in an accident”, my dad had gotten in an accident at 94 & Mt. Elliott. If you are from ‘the D’, that’s not good. I got to him and my stepmom. Thanking God the whole way (while praying for protection) that they were ok, I could care less about the dumb car, but they were safe. I get there, my dad gets out of the car (HELLO! It’s slippery, dark, and a dangerous area – I’m yelling at Cheryl “tell him to get back in the car”. Literally, two cars spun out 20 feet in front of us. Eventually I called Kevin. Honestly, I needed to hear his voice. And I also know in situations like that, nothing calms you like the Word of God.
Me: “read me a scripture”.
Kevin: "Which one?"
Me: "I don’t care, just open the bible and read me one. "
2 Corin 4:16-18
16Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Someone once told me that there is a fine line between worrying and sinning. Now if you read again about it said that two cars spun out in front of me. Like 20 feet. We fix our eyes on what is unseen. Because I know that God was going to take care of us, but please understand, I wasn’t going to put myself in a bad position, I was out of there as soon as I could. Yes, I trust God, but no point in pushing in my luck.
By the time I got home (having to pee really really bad), I was singing praises to God, for taking care of me, Phyllis, my dad, Cheryl. I was thanking Him for the gift of song He gave Phyllis, for the gifts He had given to all those who prepared for the performance, I was thanking Him for Kevin for answering the phone, for His Word to soothe me. For a wonderful performance, for the gas in my car, for heat in the car, for a safe, warm home to come home to. For love that is often unseen. For the Glory that all belongs to Him.
He is a mighty, loving, protecting, and powerful God. And to Him goes all the glory and praise.
“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.”- 1 John 4:18