I felt that way last week, but last Sunday turned into one of those days. Now don't jump to conclusions. It's not what you think. I mean it was one of those days in an awesome way. Yes, I was excited about my message. It was to be the second in a brand new series. I was good to go. I was fired up. Fasten your seat belts!
But then... everything changed. Don't ask me to explain it. I can't. All I know is that something was stirring, no, Someone was stirring in the service and I couldn't peach what I had prepared. I couldn't preach period. I didn't know exactly what to do but I knew, at the very least, that the Lord had something else in mind. Something other than our 'order of service'.
Don't get me wrong. I believe in having an order of service. I believe it serves a purpose. But how many times do we say, "God, have Your way" when we really don't mean it or don't expect Him to change the direction that we have planned? I don't know, but I do know that on Sunday, God called my bluff. He did, what in theory, I claimed He could do all along and that was to take over. He did. I'm glad that it turned out to be 'One Of Those Days'.
I need more of those days. How about you?
