ask, knock, seek and the answer may be at the post office

searching for answers... at the post office

Not too long ago I went to the post office here to mail a much awaited package to Brookie in Thailand. I kept putting it off cause I was not looking forward to standing in a long line....

On the inside, it was a season where I kept asking God for answers for my life right now...please

Do you know how long the post office lines are here? I gave up and dragged my feet all the way there. Walked in and sure enough there were 27 people in line on this particular Saturday...oh no. Look at this line. So, I plugged my Ipod into my ears for my hour wait if everyone took 3 minutes each...of course, there was only one person behind the counter! So, I am settling in to Chris Tomlin which is absolutely awesome anyway and there is a hand waving in front of my face...it's an older gentleman who is two people ahead of me. Wonder why he's trying to talk to ME...so I unplugged my Ipod ears. Here goes the conversation around a Catholic lady in front of me (now how did I know that). Well listen to this:


Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "Do you know that this world is in a mess?"


Bev: "Well, yes. Are you from Italy like your hat says?"


Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "No, I bought this for 25 cents at a garage sale."


Bev: "Oh"


Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "These people ahead of us are trying to get passports to go out of this country and this world is a mess."


Bev: "Oh"


Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "God wants me to tell you something."


Bev: "Oh, okay." - now the Italia baseball hat guy really has my attention as I wonder why he wasn't talking to the Catholic lady directly behind him (directly in front of me) and picked the lady totally absorbed in her Ipod---ME. He also got the attention of a few surrounding others with his loud cracking-with-age voice...like he was on a microphone.


Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "God wants you to know that the Catholics and the Southern Baptists don't have the answer. Only the great I AM. He is the only One Who has answers for you.


Bev: "Sir....you are so right and I am so touched you would say that to me." (did i say touched????---i am literally overwhelmed with that statement). You see, I have been a Catholic and a Southern Baptist (those are only 2 religions I have ever been "in") I fumbled as I teared up to say: "I am searching for answers right now in the midst of a hard time. Thank you, sir."

Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "Yeah. The world is a mess but the great I AM is coming back for us. I've been a Christian for many years and seen a lot. Remember, He is the great I AM."

Lady in Front of Me: "I am a Catholic." (she was visibly shaking)


Italia Baseball Hat Guy: "Have a good day and remember He is the great I AM..."


Bev: Tears began to roll down flooding my face spilling on to Brookie's wrapped bundle as I was next and with a little tremble, a little stutter, I presented my package to mail to Thailand. I marred the address label washing away a couple of letters with wet tears. This gentleman exposed my desperation for "answers." This was from Him. “The meaning of prayer is that we get hold of God, not of the answer.” Oswald Chambers

Open my eyes oh my Lord this day...
I think about that day when God wanted me---- who was looking for answers---- to know that He is our great I AM. I AM everything you need. No man has the answers; no religion is our god. I must attach myself to the Truth not to finding answers; I must attach to my waiting God not to strong stable people who I think have the answers...
I remember Beth Moore saying in her talk on "Trust" at James Robison's Life Today studio that the word for attached in the Hebrew is "trust." What am I attaching to?
I didn't really find answers for my life at the U.S. Post Office. I was reminded by a kind gentleman that life is about finding Truth not answers...
Psalm 51:6 - truth sinks deep into our innermost being.