Reporting for duty

I have so many thoughts whirling in my mind today.  As I walk through this gift of a house that we have been blessed with, I always say thank you to the Lord.  Always.  Not just occasionally.  I am so thankful to Paul and Charity who allowed us to move in here, and am especially thankful to the Lord for putting it into their minds in the first place.  

I know that a house is not essential to happiness.  I think I have mentioned in my blog before how convenient it is to go to work at the Lost Sheep Warehouse and to the church and the gym.  We walk out our back door and can be at any of these places in about one minute.  This morning Rod called and asked if we were coming to the warehouse today.  I told him we would be there shortly to "report for duty."  I don't see it as reporting for duty though.  I see it as a gift from God.  I am always blessed when I "go to work" at the warehouse, or the gym or the church building.  Not only am I blessed by the work, I am blessed by the other people who are also there to work.  

I sometimes picture the people who will receive the clothing, food, blankets and other things that go out from the warehouse.  I pray that they will be blessed and in turn bless someone else.

The road we all choose to travel  each day, might be filled with danger and sadness.  It might also be filled with blessing and joy.  I pray that whatever you encounter this day will be filled with blessing and joy.  And if you encounter danger and sadness, I pray that you will just keep "reporting for duty", knowing that "weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning."  Psalm 30:5