The Man On The Bench

“Kayla! Where you going?” Sis called as I flew out the door. I caught the door before it slammed and replied, “Down to the park”. Ow! Bright! I shielded my eyes; the sun was always too bright after being indoors. I couldn’t walk fast enough and ran part of the way.

I wondered what he would be uttering today. I noticed him weeks ago and was curious, always alone and always there. Was he interesting? Why was he always there? Did he live around here? Did he have family that cared about him?

I’ve never spoken to him and I hadn’t noticed that anyone else did either. He liked to occupy the benches on the far edge of the park. It was shaded by scattered trees and covered with beautiful grass, which the kids adopted as a popular place to play.

I had no idea of his mumblings until I retrieved the ball Tanya tossed over by him accidently. It caught my attention so I stopped to listen for a few minutes, but Tanya became impatient. “Kayla, c’mon”, she nagged. I looked at her with an irritated smile and then turned back to him. I strained to tune out the park noise and listen. “Kayla!” she screamed. Reacting to her call, I looked at her, then hesitated and listened again, but only for a moment more. Then turning, I walked slowly towards Tanya with a glare. I didn’t want her screaming again.

I sighed and shook my head. Tanya was so self absorbed, but I loved her.

I couldn’t wait to go back. Tanya would call and ask me to join her, “No thanks”, was my reply. I wouldn’t tell her why, no matter how much she begged, I would just say that I was busy. I laughed as I could see in my mind, Tanya finding me at the park if I had told her.

His words were mesmerizing. He said things that made my heart tingle. I had never felt that way before and it kept drawing me back.

I rounded the last house blocking my view from the park and saw him. Same place, but today he wasn’t alone, again. Two others joined us yesterday, and I wondered if they would be back today? Maybe they wondered what drew me to sit with him for hours and came to check it out.

I took in a deep breath. My lungs burned after running and walking so fast, for so long. I clutched my chest, placing my hand over my heart, as though it would calm my fast beating heart, and went to sit down with the others. I looked around and marveled. Adults, teenagers, about 5 other than me, were here today. WOW! I smiled back at the lady I saw yesterday. I sat on the grass and crossed my legs to listen to him.

Ps. 37:11 But the humble will inherit the land, and will delight themselves in abundant prosperity.

The wicked plot, but God just laughs. The wicked are defiant. They attack with words. They seek to destroy those who are or appear weaker. They rage against those who keep a conviction, who are stepping out for God in faith. They try to destroy their faith.

But their own venom will come back to hurt them. Their own words will backfire and show them selves for their deceit and wickedness.

The Godly have less friends than the wicked. The Godly are moved forward spiritually, emotionally, physically and are blessed.

The wicked fall, their strength is shattered, their friends betray them.

The steps of the godly are directed by the Lord. He delights in every detail of their lives. Though they stumble, they will not fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand.

Those with evil intentions, spy on the godly. They seek to find fault, so they can accuse them and destroy their reputation. But God will not permit His to be condemned.

The Lord moves on our behalf. He is moving behind the scenes. So be patient and don’t get discouraged while waiting. And, while we’re waiting – keep moving as God has already directed. Waiting doesn’t mean to stop – it just means to be confident in your expectancy of Gods justice. Keep your mind focused on the job put before you. Travel steadily.

Moving steadily is a posture. Posture – staying balanced, confident, faith in God, persevering, joyous, gentleness and humble.

God will honor you by giving you the promise of His plan.

“groooooowl”, my tummy rumbled. I hadn’t even noticed that the sun was setting. I must’ve been there for hours. I got up to leave. I looked back at him longingly as the distance between us grew. I wanted to talk to him, but I felt weird and embarrassed. Where was my courage, I chided myself. I would try and find it tonight.

I snuggled in bed, showering and eating always makes me tired. Who is this Jesus he talks about? I want to know..drifted off to sleep.

G’night Kayla.. Sweet dreams.

My Friend, I hope you were blessed and enjoyed the format I chose for this posting. Below is the link for Psalms 37. I hope you enjoy it.

http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&chapter=37&version=49

With much love,