Praise God for the blessings that have come through the door over the last couple of days. We continue to see “good times” here at the office as more and more customers put their trust in my team to get it done. I’m in debt to them and understanding my position is one of the many internal forces that keep this horse running down the track. I lost a good friend this past week over a business deal that we both should have delicately stepped away from. We were both overwhelmed with other business, stressed because of our own desires to please the customer, despite the lack of help, and both oblivious to the oncoming freight train barreling down the tracks in our direction. I failed to see his point of view and he failed to see mine. The derailment ensued and despite multiple attempts to try and repair it, we remain on opposite sides of the bridge and a long road to recovery stares both of us in the face.
Being able to catch a glimpse of what this type of interaction does to the heart of God, conviction rolls in like a giant boulder and I begin to listen to the voice of accusations. My emotions keep me in prison and my flesh tells me the old Trey is back. And then, as these scaly eyes struggle to focus, the Holy Spirit allows a smidge of light to pierce through the curtain. Expecting some sort of chastisement, I’m brought to my knees immediately as a wave of rescue rushes in and the God of second chances exclaims “you are free.”
Chain breaking, miracle making, prodigal saving, full of mercy, rich in love….and Jesus Christ is His name.
