Lessons From The Crypt
One Last Little Story:
As of writing, I am still building my business and times can be lean. Since my “Crypt” experience, I still fight fear in regards to finances--afraid I’ll lose this house I’m renting. One day while battling this fear, I said to God, “Lord, maybe I shouldn’t ask this, but I just need some reassurance today. Do you love me? I’m struggling still financially. But if You love me, I can hang on.” I looked into the cupboard and saw that the coffee was almost gone and no money to buy more. “If You love me, please have someone bring me coffee…whole beans.”
A couple days later, a screenwriter friend came over for our writing session. He walked through the door and set a bag down on the counter. “Here,” he said, “I brought something for you.” He opened the bag and lifted out the contents.
It was a bag of coffee…whole beans…premium whole beans.
Not outdated. Not dented.
I cried.
If you walk into my office now, you’ll see a curious thing taped to the wall by my computer: a baggie with three whole coffee beans in it. When I get scared, those three little beans remind me that God does loves me--loves me enough to respond in spite of my fragile faith. He is the Caretaker of the Bruised Reed and Smoldering Wick.
A broken, contrite heart; a fragile faith; an honest expression; a desire to truly know Him--Heaven strains to hear.
Be Pliable Art in the Hands of Love.
Don’t give up.
This is only earth.
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