Here's your sign

Do you ever feel like there is a message or sign that is meant just for you?

Let me give you a little background of where I am coming from.  I am talking about worship service on Sundays @ church.  We ALWAYS sit on the second row reserving 6 seats, one for myself, Joseph, Sabrina, Noel, Mrs Cherri and Brother Larry (our ss teacher/outreach pastor and his wife). By reserving I mean placing a bible or other item in each seat as we wait for everyone to join us.  We have been attending FBCM for over a year now, and since last November I believe give or take a few weeks we have always sat like this.  For the last month that has changed,  another young women that attends our ss class here and there about a month ago moved over our stuff and took what would have been Noels seat.  I honestly was a bit disgruntled and to be honestly annoyed.  Now when we stop to have prayer I asked Jesus to help me with my annoyance that I KNEW it was not right.. and honestly being 37 I needed to just get over it.  By the time service was over I was fine, feeling that maybe she just needed to sit next to Mrs. Cherrie as her spirit is so sweet and gentle. Well that was okay for that Sunday and even the next... but I was seriously getting tired of saving seats for my girls and our pastor and his wife only to have this other person maybe show up and throw our seating out of whack - I think it hit me most when the one day she did the same thing... and as usual we were forced to scoot over and there was no room for Sabrina or Noel :sidefrown:  so they sat by themselves (in front of us) on the front row...  this past Sunday the same scenario... but instead she brought another person with her. . . oh Lord please pour patience upon my mouth, mind, and heart and do as you would want me to do... Now I am not so much telling this story because I feel like it needs to be shared, but more so for what I am about to share what I came across today while doing a study in my Bible...

One day, a man went to visit a church. He arrived early, parked his car, and got out.  Another car pulled up near him, and the driver told him, "I always park there. You took my place!" The visitor went inside for Sunday school, found an empty seat, and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him and stated, "That's my seat! You took my place!" The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.

After Sunday school, the visitor went into the church sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him and said, "That's where I always sit. You took my place!" The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still said nothing.

Later, as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed him and called out, "What happened to you?" The visitor replied, "I took your place."

:cry:  I now know.. as I have known for a long time, we are all God's children and Jesus wants us each to love eachother as we are all made in the image of God.  So now I need to remember perhaps this woman is going through some sort of struggle and just needs the comfort of sitting next to Cherrie... and maybe she isn't regardless I am not in church to be upset with those around me over something petty such as seating arrangements. Glory be to God in everything and may I remember that HE is everywhere may I treat others with the same unfailing Love that he has bestowed upon each of us.

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