KNOWING WHICH BULLETS TO DODGE AND WHICH BULLETS TO CHASE DOWN
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Worse yet, (or better yet, depending on your ability to handle morbid thoughts) these metaphorical “bullets” seem to come with their intended victims’ names engraved on them along with the purpose of their mission…such as “Teresa Neumann – kill kidneys.”
Everyone has their bullet-dodging “close call” stories, of course. Those times we “just missed” being in a car accident, or “almost” lost our job, or just in the “nick of time” were snatched from disaster. Unfortunately, we rarely have the benefit of seeing these allegorical bullets until they zing past us so closely they sting.
To complicate matters, timing and location are critical to the ability of these “bullets” to hit their targeted victim. Take the case of our neighbor who was killed instantly while on his daily morning walk by a man who fell asleep at the wheel. If our neighbor had only slept a moment later, or had that second cup of coffee before leaving, or (fill in the blanks), he wouldn’t have been at the exact place at the exact time he was killed. Mind-boggling. Scary. Shades of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.
But, seriously, there is another side to (dare I phrase it?) the “destiny” coin, and those are bullets of grace. Bullets engraved with promises, revelation and healing. These are the bullets that slap us upside the head with joy when they hit. The jobs we were convinced we’d never get, but did. The perfect mate we thought we would never find, but did. Those are the bullets we want to hit us smack on. No running, ducking or hiding from them, my friends.
Come to think of it, since 2009 has been a war-torn year for me, I guess I should take my own advice, quit cowering in fear over the next bullet I need to dodge and go on the offensive.
If you see any grace bullets with my name on them would you send them my way?
