Jesus Fish

I have put God at the center of my life. God is at the center of my marriage, my relationships, my career... In the last few days it has become very apparent some of the areas that God is not the center of.

Yesterday I was driving and was speeding, cut someone off, I was being a complete jerk. Immediately following I thought to myself: this is the reason I have never had a Jesus fish on my car. I am not an example while I am behind the wheel of a car. I do not want people to associate my driving with Jesus.

It just so happened that yesterday afternoon, I had a mitigation hearing for a ticket that I recieved while driving a month ago. You see, I got a ticket for expired tabs. I thought that if I went in front of a judge and explained that it was a complete oversight, that he would reduce the ticket. I was feeling pretty good about it too, right up until the judge said, "well Mrs. Vickers, normally in this instance I would reduce the fine. But when a person comes in here with a driving record that shows irresponsibility like yours, there is nothing I can or will do. Pay the full amount."

This went along with everything I was thinking and feeling earlier in the day. A year ago, even a month ago I would have been irritated. I wouldn't have understood. I would have thought that I deserved to have my ticket lowered. It was exactly what I needed to hear, in the perfect moment in my life.

 For me, it is easy to see the big things in life that need attention. It is easy to see when things are out of balance in my relationships. It is these other "little" areas that I struggle to have God at the center of, because I don't even realize it.  I have places in my life that God isn't even touching. That became very clear yesterday. I pray that ALL the places in my life that God is not the center of will be revealed to me.

listen to His heart

This after noon, my husband and I went to a friends' house to pick our children.  Before we got out of our car, my husband turns to me and says, "Honey, we need to move to this area." With a grin on my face (because I knew), I asked if he was sure. And with everything in him, he said "YES!" Now I have to tell you, that we were not in a nice neighborhood. OH NO! Our friends live in a gorgeous home. But I have to say that it is in the GHETTO! And when I say ghetto, I mean they don't go outside at night. Like, they could get shot.

Whenever we have lived somewhere, I have made sure it has been in a good neighborhood. Pretty safe, quiet, good schools. I definitely wasn't thinking.... where are people hurting the most in this city, because that is where we should move to. A year ago I would have said NO WAY! But today, I knew my husbands heart, and the reason he wants to move. To love on people.To be an example.  So here we are at home in our nice, safe, and quiet home... looking online and talking to people we know to be on the look out for a home that is exactly what I never wanted. I am surprisingly OK with all this though! More than OK actually. It's crazy, and it feels really good. It feels right.