The Bliss of a Miss – Close Calls and Traveling Trust

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I had a close call Sunday night that I realized the next morning. You know in all my travelling I try not to worry. I assess situations and probability, keep moving. So I also trust that my gut feeling is valid, and although I could have spent another fifteen minutes with a friend over the weekend, I felt the crowds the tiredness the timing, and I continued with this massive crowd to get on the express train, which we had been waiting a half an hour for..

Yes, THAT crush of people, well honestly I’ve been in that situation before, so I seem to accept, just click in and keep going.

Turns out that probably within five minutes, a crazy man stabbed half a dozen people, roughly where I was standing.  I saw on the news the next morning. It was a close call. I pray for those people and I pray for the crazy man who police subdued very quickly and with a bag on his head, chained him to a chair to transport him out of that train station. Close call – yes. 

And my friend getting another train saw the man with the bag being wheeled out by the police. He assumed also it was a crazy situation, and we thank the police department for their efficient work.

And how many close calls do we miss? Ones that we’re not even aware of? How much bliss do we have in the miss?

One call that wasn’t close but was WIDE – A SURE THING – is that Jesus came and was successful in His mission, and He wasn’t gonna miss that. And there was no close call and everything there was in God’s plan. Even calculating in the given of evil – evil turned around for the purpose of good.

Jesus knew, knows, is.

We have many things that seem like happen chance. And me saved from that train scene is just another in a thousand day to days.

Had friends visiting and went to see more friends –

Now Saturday was a thrill, 

Seeing friends, 35 years still.

Yes buddies are we!

From north and south east and west,

These are friends who knew and know me best.

For a thousand years in Your sight

Are like yesterday when it is past

Psalm 90 says memories stay fresh, they last…

We yapped, ate and walked, 

rose up tall buildings and gawked.

Finished the day in a sweets way 

Even walked in the rain, 

And took the train…

Sunday  – Walked to St Patrick’s Cathedral, by Radio City,  Rockefeller Plaza. Walked up to Tiffany’s for brunch. Wow… took the subway back and then got to that train. And I sat blissfully on the train happy to be going home.

I teared up in the emotion of feeling the blessings of being together and treating ourselves to this weekend – felt it both walking in the rain at chelsea market the night before, and this morning while sitting for breakfast at Tiffany’s – BEAUTIFUL FRIENDS and I LOVE whom the Lord has given me as friends…

HONESTLY, WE HAVE QUITE CLOSE COUNTERS WITH SO MANY PEOPLE SITUATIONS, BUT I’M GLAD THAT THE LORD DOES NOT MISS THE OPPORTUNITY TO CONNECT US WITH FRIENDS.

AND HE NEVER WOULD HAVE MISSED.CONNECTING HIMSELF WITH US…

AMEN 

Psalm 90

New King James Version

The Eternity of God, and Man’s Frailty

A Prayer of Moses the man of God.

Lord, You have been our dwelling place in all generations.

2 Before the mountains were brought forth,

Or ever You had formed the earth and the world,

Even from everlasting to everlasting, You are God.

3 You turn man to destruction,

And say, “Return, O children of men.”

4 For a thousand years in Your sight

Are like yesterday when it is past,

And like a watch in the night.

5 You carry them away like a flood;

They are like a sleep.

In the morning they are like grass which grows up:

6 In the morning it flourishes and grows up;

In the evening it is cut down and withers.

7 For we have been consumed by Your anger,

And by Your wrath we are terrified.

8 You have set our iniquities before You,

Our secret sins in the light of Your countenance.

9 For all our days have passed away in Your wrath;

We finish our years like a sigh.

10 The days of our lives are seventy years;

And if by reason of strength they are eighty years,

Yet their boast is only labor and sorrow;

For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

11 Who knows the power of Your anger?

For as the fear of You, so is Your wrath.

12 So teach us to number our days,

That we may gain a heart of wisdom.

13 Return, O Lord!

How long?

And have compassion on Your servants.

14 Oh, satisfy us early with Your mercy,

That we may rejoice and be glad all our days!

15 Make us glad according to the days in which You have afflicted us,

The years in which we have seen evil.

16 Let Your work appear to Your servants,

And Your glory to their children.

17 And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us,

And establish the work of our hands for us;

Yes, establish the work of our hands.

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