Lord Change My Attitude

The women at church are doing a Bible Study called "Lord Change My Attitude". It is a great study. I am learning a lot, and applying it to my life. There have been many changes in my view of my life. Check this out.



The first part of the study = Complaining!

I never realized how much I complain. I am now aware of it though. I am working on not only noticing when I am complaining, but what I am complaining about. Is it something that really matters? Is there anything I can do to change the circumstances? If the answer to both of these is NO, then I need to drop the matter. It has been working.

I have also been working on staying positive. I would always have considered myself to be a glass is half full type of person, but recently realized that I am not. I have a hard time dealing with the little things that don't follow "MY" plans. The thing is, it is not "MY" plans that matter at all, it's "GOD'S" plans. I am always trying to take control and run my life the way God wants me to. What I need to do, is let God run my life. I need to follow where God leads. This is not easy, but nobody is perfect, right? I am trying to use the WWJD (What Would Jesus Do?) way of looking at things. I know it has become a cliche, but it works. We are, after all, supposed to strive to be more "Christ Like".

Here is an example.

I was at a weekly Bible study, and having a great time. I had the boys with me, and Scott was out of town working. I returned to my car after the study and proceeded to buckle the boys into their seats. While doing this, I was talking to a couple other women from church. We were all standing on the passenger side of the van talking. One of the women, started pointing at my van. I thought she was pointing at a bug or something, and was preparing to run. (I don't like bugs.) Then I realized it wasn't a bug, but my front driver's side window. The window was not where it was supposed to be. It was shattered all over the front of the van. There wasn't any glass in the back, so I didn't even realize it when buckling the boys in. I climbed back into the car to unbuckle the boys and get them out of the car. I knew it would probably take a while to deal with this problem. The boys went inside with some amazing young ladies who kept them occupied while I talked to police.

I think I may have been in a state of shock, because I didn't really even think about calling the police. I didn't really know what to do. Thankfully I had some people there that were thinking straight. It took a while for the reality of what had happened to sink in. I realized my purse was gone. (I know, I was crazy and not thinking when I decided to leave my purse in the car. But, I left it there anyway.)

When the officer arrived, I was able to talk to him without any panic or anything. I told him everything I could think of that was in my purse and wallet. There will be a report filed, and I received a case number. After talking to the officer, I was able to request fingerprinting. He seemed to think it was a waste of time, but I insisted. I just had this feeling that there would have to be fingerprints. After waiting a while, the crime scene unit arrived. The guy that dusted my van, was very helpful and informative. He was able to answer many of my questions. After he left, I had help cleaning most of the glass out of the front seat, so I could drive home.

I am very grateful for the help I received, and the prayers.

When I arrived home, I unloaded the boys and put them to bed. It was really easy to get them to fall asleep, because it was so late. I had a plastic bag taped over the window, to prevent rain getting inside. I was a little worried about my oldest, Jameson. He was asking questions about what had happened. I tried to answer them the best I could, but he has a one track mind. "Why did someone break the window? Why did they take your purse? Will they bring the purse back? Will they break the window at home?" This little boys questions are my biggest concern. He doesn't understand what happened, or why. He also has bad dreams regularly. He is the one that crawls into our bed in the middle of the night. The only solution was to explain to him that Jesus is always with him. We prayed together, and I really think he understands.

That night I checked my bank account, and found that my debit card had already been used. I talked to the bank and was able to cancel my card and order a new one. I was later able to talk to the fraud department and get my money back. I have replaced almost everything that I lost. There are a few phone numbers from business cards that I will need to collect again, but other than that, everything is replaceable. The next day, my window was replaced, and my car vacuumed. I have already purchased a new wallet, that I like even better than the old one. Everything is working out, and I have no complaints.

I was surprised at how calm I have been through this whole ordeal. I couldn't have done it without the comfort of my savior Christ Jesus. He has been my calm. Everything that happened could have been worse. The first thing that popped into my head when this happened, what that I had quite a few tracks in my purse. I was hoping and praying that whoever took it, would take the time to read them. I know it's a long shot, but God does work in mysterious ways. It is by His grace that we are saved. I pray still, that he will work on that person and speak to them and change their heart.

This is one lesson I will not soon forget. I have prayed for my enemy, willingly. I actually wanted to. There were no hidden motives. I did want my purse back, and my window fixed, but that's not why I was praying. I was praying because I knew this person didn't know Jesus like I do.

Do you know Jesus?

I can't wait to continue in the Bible study of "Lord Change My Attitude". There are more areas of my life that could use changing, and I am excited to learn more.