Another welcome warning!

I haven't read it yet, but - God willing - I will; at the end of Proverbs XXVIIII.


"The churning of the milk bringeth forth butter, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood; so the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife."


-That was actually Proverbs XXX, or "thirty".




I really do think God has put be up to this, but if there ever was a minefield: this is it! Not that this is the first time. As the story goes, Esther could have died for going in before the king uninvited. Similarly, if I bring up some of the ideas I would love to bring up, I could get in trouble - just FOR bringing them up! It is as simple as that.


- Sorry! I meant to put "minefield" in the first place!




In Esther's case, however, she found favour. The king held out his scepter. It turned out to be a REALLY good thing she put it all on the line. Similarly, David defeated Goliath, Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah survived the fiery furnace; and I actually thought of an idea for a T-shirt!


"I SURVIVED THE LIONS' DEN!"






I went in! When SEVERAL MEN had told me NOT to! To tuck tail and run. I would have none of it, however. In fact? I DID run! ...TO!... WORK!... That is how I have always approached my workplace in South Korea, whenever it has turned into a lions' den. A "David vs. Goliath" battle. I don't run AWAY from the giant! I run TOWARDS him!




That's my heart! To run towards my giant(s). By the way? David looked real good taking down Goliath. Decades later, however? David didn't look so good. In fact? He was FAINT! And one of Goliath's BROTHERS thought he had him. He "thought to have slain David." Then enters Abishai - David's nephew (who, by the way, on two different occasions, occasioned David to complain that the sons of Zeruiah were too much for him - that tells me that if God gives me a nephew who is "too much for me"? I had better keep in mind that he may very well one day save my LIFE!) What I love about that story, though, is - just like David lying there faint before Goliath's brother - I'm not seventeen anymore either! I won't pretend to be a "spring chicken" - but I take to heart that David was a FIGHTER to the VERY END! They had to tell HIM not to go out to battle anymore! And - hey! I can still do what I can! THAT, is what I pray I will be allowed to do - ...what... I... can.


See, I cannot do certain things I know others might expect me to do. I even admit that it is a mix of "cannot" and "want not to". That, however, in my opinion, is like a fish not wanting to fly like a bird, or a bird not wanting to swim like a fish. I love the Story by Dennis De Haan at the end of this blog post (maintained by "Marqueta", whom I have know, along with her husband and family, for years). I think it PERFECTLY illustrates what I am praying God will allow me to do. Again? "What... I... ...can. (At the end? When it says, "CAN" on the screen? That's him! Typing it by nodding his head to the side at the appropriate intervals!)


I don't know if I have Asperger's Syndrome or not (a mild form of Autism); but I sure know I am not normal! Not what I wish I was - just that just put my face to the floor again (here at the library) and made another one of my "secret petitions of the heart".


Love,

Daniel