I love Chinese food. It's terrible. Not the food. The food is great, but my love for the greasy grub with a sprinkle of MSG is terrible. At one point, I was making my junkie run to the Great Wall Restaurant for lunch... Every. Dang. Day.
Now I won't comment on the huge portions compared to the less-than-$5 price tag. I'm scared to know the secret of the mystery meat. What animal dies for me to get a bucket-load for less than a McDonald's meal? Chickens and cows just don't come to mind.
But I make that run several times a month and I need a place to talk about my fortune cookies. I stick them on my computer. I tape them to my notebooks. And now, I can blog about them. With that, and a cheesy drum roll, I bring you another installment to my very first blog feature: Fortune Cookie.
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So I reached into my stash of fortunes and came out with this one:
to stay on your path."
Boy, do I know it! Sometimes when I look back and look around, I know I didn't have enough of my own motivational strength to even get up in the morning. Some days I drag my arse to work and don't see anything past the paycheck to keep my wheels turning. And when all hell breaks loose, I can't deny that my only strength has been the Father who sits in heaven.
Perhaps it's the Easter holiday. Perhaps it's the TD Jakes DVD I watched late last night. Or heck... maybe it's just gas. But for a moment, I stopped looking around the corner... I stopped peeking under rocks... all long enough to take a look up to the only hill from which cometh my help.
And if just the thought of God's loving hand can lift an entire human spirit, imagine the wonders that come when we move out of the way and let him really get involved.
I have lived the life of faith that looks up. I have lived the life of doubt that looks down. I have cycled from one to another over the course of time. But I can say without hesitation that faith truly operates in the life of a believer to degrees that defy words.
So if you're in the doubt-time of your faith walk, take a look around and realize the energy that keeps pushing you on your path. While you were sleeping at the wheel, somebody kept your whack-azz hooptie on the road. Like the footprints in the sand, you were carried until you mustered the courage to believe again.
I had no idea this fortune cookie post would go this way. But hey... Sometimes an energy pushes us on the right paths, and apparently somebody needed to hear this today.
Be well, be blessed, and Happy Easter!