In His Care :)

This morning I started what would be the very beginning of what looks to be a long and exciting career (Lord willing) at a resturaunt. I'm a server and serving customers is what servers do best. I know I'm being a little "Winnie the Pooh" here, but I figure it's a fun blog and I can get away with it. When I first started, it was all about arranging things for the salad bar. First it was the tomatoes, then the cucumbers.... or were the cucumbers first? At any rate I prepared the vegetables, and no I did not do this on my own. I had a trainer named Amanda who helped me learn the ropes. Praise the Lord that she was a very patient teacher, and worked with me and was very nice. It took me a long time to figure out just how things worked, and I made a few mistakes in the process. Probably the one thing that took precidence over everything else, however was the incident of the little boy going up in a weather observing balloon, and then the sadness at discovering that when it landed it was empty. One of the people I was serving asked me if the little boy would be all right. I did not answer right away.... and in the end it turned out that I didn't know. I didn't know what happened to the boy, but I am praying for his family. That would be so awful, but as awful as it is, there are tons of little children just like that little boy that are starving to death. The numbers of people who are dying from hunger are just horendous. After work I walked out to my car, and just sat in it for a second and thought.... The questions that were on my mind were.... Why? How could this happen, how could you let it happen... and then I thought about my own life and the fragileness of life. I had actually been thinking about it ever since I saw the news, which was at 3:30 pm. I quickly opened up my pocket New American Standard Bible, and opened it right to John 11:25-26. It said "Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; 26and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?" The Words in red stared back at me and seemed to speak back to me in an encouraging voice. Yet the question still remained in my mind... "Do I believe?" As the question echoed through my mind, I turned on the radio and began to listen to some Christian music. The words of the next song had to do with the importance of believing in Jesus. As I drove home that night, I decided to leave my doubts behind. Jesus could and would take care of me. So now the question comes to you.. Do you believe Jesus Words... do you believe what He said? If not, you need to pray the prayer of that father whose son was demon possesed when the father cried out to Jesus "I believe, help thou mine unbelief" When we pray this prayer we can never perish. Jesus can and will help us to believe :) Let's keep our eyes on the One who knows us better than anyone will ever know us. Let's leave our lives in His nail scarred hands :)