February 10, 2012
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Perfectenschlag.
For all of you that watch The Office, you can appreciate the title of this blog.
For those of you that don't. Appreciate it now.
"The Schrutes have a word for when everything in a man's life comes together perfectly. Perfectenschlag. Right now, I am in it. I am so deep inside of Perfectenschlag right now. And, just to be clear, there is a second definition, perfect pork anus, which I don't mean."
I've been a bit quiet lately in the blog world - mostly because the real world me has been kind of busy.
Along with basketball (I know you all can't wait till I stop saying that...couple more weeks), I've come to the place where I am on the job market (I still kind of have a job but kind of don't - it's semi-complicated), and I've been sick. The morning I woke up sick, I couldn't help but laugh and thank God for reiterating His control over my life. Probably the last thing I would have wanted but 2 days off work, helped force me to slow down and rest.
At a time when life is kind of unsure, I genuinely can use the term, "Perfectenschlag", as seriously as one can to describe it. Why? Because who I am isn't defined by what job I have or don't have or if I'm sick or not. And the list could go on. My life is coming together perfectly day by day in His plan.
He has searched me.
He knows me.
He knows when I sit and when I rise
He perceives my thoughts.
He knows before a word is on my tongue.
He ordained all my days.
He created my inmost being.
He knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made because of Him.
You see when you have an unwavering Foundation it's easier to keep pressing on, seeing how I was never in control in the first place. And thank goodness for that.
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