Memory Monday

Merry Memory Monday to you! This week I tucked I John 1:9 in my heart:

If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness. I John 1:9

Woo-Hoo! That is good news to me. If we will admit or acknowledge sins (don’t you just love that this word is plural?!) He who is faithful and without sin, will forgive and clean us from all impurities! Glory that is good! I think I’ve mentioned that with the Salesman working from home and homeschooling our teens, I feel like my most used phrase is “I’m so sorry, please forgive me?”

On Saturday, the Salesman stopped by the garage with my car. He called me to ask about the service book for the vehicle that I had put in the front passenger seat. I knew it was in there. I had rubber banded it to the leather-like pouch that holds all the manuals and service papers. Well, he told me it wasn’t there. I insisted that it was. I asked if the mechanic had maybe looked at it and not returned it to its spot. I knew I was right. He knew he couldn’t find the service book. I was riped (that is my word for when my fruit of the Spirit has passed by and I’m in my flesh and I’m ripe – I say I’m riped.) Well, I was riped. I was sick. I was tired. I was sick and tired. And I knew that I had put the service book in the car. We hung up. It was not but a few minutes later when the Spirit prompted me to call back and apologize.

When the Salesman answers, I say,”I’m really sorry for the way I talked…”
Salesman: “What?”
Me: “I’m really sorry for the way I talked…..”
Salesman: “What? I can’t hear what you are saying.”
Me (thinking to myself): OK Lord, now the children are going to hear my apology because there is obviously some heavy duty work going on in the background at the garage.

So, I gave my apology again, seventeen decibels higher than I had squeaked it out earlier. It was received and accepted. Later that evening when the Salesman sat down for dinner, he mentioned that *the service book* he called me about, was in the car after all. I was truly thankful that it was still in the car at this point. I’m convinced that had I continued on in my riped state and not apologized, I would have had a *told-you-so* attitude when the Salesman revealed this information. I had let go of the whole service book ordeal. I’m so thankful for I John 1:9. I’m also thankful for the Salesman who is such a great help with my vehicle maintenance. I have no doubt that the Salesman’s attention to lights, bells and whistles on my car (that I have no clue about) is the reason my twelve year old vehicle is purring smoothly. The Salesman and the Lord our God. Which brings me to my verse for next week:

Revelation 4:11

Worthy are You, our Lord and our God, to receive glory and honor and power; for You created all things, and because of Your will they existed, and were created.