I see the signs, I'm just not understanding the pattern of where they fit. It's like looking at moving jigsaw puzzle pieces they spin and dance around. Usually I can fit them together, but yesterday and today it's just a blur. I recognize a piece and think it should fit in somewhere, but then I can't remember where.
I got an email from a guy offering a house, a really great deal. But I haven't called him back yet because I'm stressed about not having a job.
I went to church this morning, at Liberty Christian Fellowship. I'd been there before and gotten a really bad vibe from the senior pastor- he gives off the vibe of pedophile. Which is unkind, but he just makes me really uncomfortable in his dealings with children. I figured though, I would give it another shot, I'd heard his son took over. So I went. It was baptism Sunday. Why is that significant? Because, the Sunday I arrived here, last week, was the Sunday Mike had asked me to come to his baptism, and I didn't go. I don't understand.
There was a man standing the next row over from me. I felt the overwhelming need to pray for him. So much so I wanted to go stand and put my hand on his shoulder and pray. I didn't though, I felt like it was too awkward. He's a complete stranger. So I prayed from where I was. For what I didn't know.
We both left at the same time, but he headed in another direction than I. However, somehow, as I had to wait in line to leave, he managed to get in a truck at the exit of the parking lot, just in time for me to let him go out first. It's a divergence and reemergence of intersecting paths. I don't understand.
Where are these pieces fitting?
I don't know.
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