God's Little Handywork

I wasn't going to try to post again for a while, but I thought that this was kind of cool and figured that I should share it.

We always tend to think about God when there is something big coming up, but we forget that God is big enough to work in even the littlest things.

I was supposed to do my field service today. This is a program that includes a bulletin, music, and a sermon. However, God had other plans.

Over the weekend we got word that it was going to start getting cold. In fact, they were calling for snow on Sunday night. I assume that out of concern for snow and ice and the inability to call around to make other arrangements with local gyms, our PT for Monday morning was canceled. We got this word on Sunday afternoon so I was able to go get in a run on the treadmill that night so I could sleep in a little bit on Monday.

Well, that did not happen the way that I would like and I ended up awake in bed at 0545. After I thought about what I could be doing instead of just laying there, I spent some time in prayer and then got up and decided to go over my field service. The service is supposed to be a total of 20 minutes, so I went through the whole thing with a timer.

After that, I got moving and began the rest of the day. We ended up at a point later in the morning when we found ourselves as a platoon, needing to fill some time. Our group leader asked if anyone had any suggestions and I mentioned that I could go ahead and do my field service.

Although I did not have all of the paperwork, my classmate and preaching coach did have a copy and another student ran and made copies for everyone else. Therefore, I was able to do my field service on Monday instead of today.

Then, later in the afternoon I got word that I needed to go to a different building today to file some new paperwork. Because of our training schedule the only time I could go was during the field service time. NOW I could do that because I had already done mine.

Later I went for a run on a hill that another student had recommended to me and once I was tired out from running it a bunch of times "I decided" to run around the block to cool down and happened to stumble upon a really nice skate park that I am sure my family going to love.

On my way home last night I actually broke into a smile and a bit of a laugh trying to keep straight everything that had come together to make the day as it was.

We have a great God.

In honor of military spouses

Our class has started going over military memorial services and ceremonies, and the following poem was mentioned to us. I liked it and thought I would share it with you all as a "thank you" to our military spouses. I know it was written for wives, but the military husbands get a big "thank you" too.


The Silent Ranks (Author Unknown)

I wear no uniform, no blues or army greens.
But I am in the military in the ranks rarely seen.
I have no rank upon my shoulders; Salutes I do not give.
But the military world is the place I live.
I'm not in the chain of command, orders I do not get.
But my husband is the one who does, this I can not forget.
I'm not the one who fires the weapon, who puts my life on the line. But, my job is just as tough. I'm the one left behind.

My husband is a patriot, a brave and prideful man and the call to serve his country, not all can understand. Behind the lines I see the things needed to keep our country free. My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me.

I love the man I married. Soldiering is his life. But I stand among the silent ranks, known as the Military Wife!