MY 2 cents!

Just lasterday I was getting out of my car at the school(OCCC), when suddenly I spotted it, one innocent little "copper" coin, sitting on the ground. Now the first thoughts that would arise in any normal person's mind are:

"Pick it up! You might need it for something... like a gumball..."

or

"Was it heads, or tails?"

Well, to be the bearer of all informative joys, I present you with this: It was tails... I picked it up... I found another as well, and it was tails.

So, all that to say "I found 2 "unlucky" pennies in the parking lot of OCCC."

But, let me say something of meaning (Since that's why you're reading this in the first place, right?) so that you can get on with your daily wonders.

The morning of today, as well as the aftereight hours of yesterday, I've been thinking (Praying, meditating) about something.

-Bet you're wondering what it is.-

Okay, maybe you're not... Hey, so I'm not so important. Whadja expect? I'm just Nathan.

Listen anyhow? Thanks.

This is a partially "touchy" subject. The reason being that everyone struggles with it, it's the truth, it hurts, and the more you dwell on it, the grander, more difficult, and more personal it becomes. No, this isn't one of those trick riddles, it's rather an issue involving the control of one's life.

Upon the "gift" of control of my life to the Christ, Supreme Ruler of things most important, and inconsequential alike, I assumed a "backseat" to this new driving force in my life. A lot of things have changed since that period in time; "freedoms", responsibilities, puberty, maturity (Somewhat), etc. Slowly I have unbuckled my seat belt, pushed the passenger seat forward (To give me room to lean frontwards; checking on the Driver), and slowly, but surely, easing my way into the front passenger seat. As I look in retrospect I see that I "so slyly" usurped the position of driver, supplanting myself as the lord (Must have done it at a rest stop.), obtaining all control that is "rightfully mine", anyway...

My eyes have been opened, the wool has been removed, or maybe an appropriate analogy for me is, I have received the most pertinent prescription of glasses. Yet another time in the short history of Nathan, that he purposely destroyed the reputation of his Master. I am appalled at my own foolishness. Surprised? Only partially, seeing as I've portrayed such disconcerting behavior in times past.

Well, it feels good to be in the back seat again, to say the least. Bedrock is some of the most comfortable material I've experienced, not because it is comparable to a summit peak, but rather, because of the promise and anticipation it brings; enabling me to see myself as I truly am, and who He really Is.

It's a journey, and I'm continuing on the Narrow Road. Please pray for me, as I will be attacked anew, now.

I guess my coins weren't too unlucky...