Summary: A sermon that takes - the passage even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death and attempts to give guidance.
What do you do when the graph plummets
Yeah though I walk through the shadow of the valley of death thy rod and thy staff they comfort me still……………………………………………………………………………………………..
You can’t have a shadow without light – Melany Sheat –
We all have bad hair days – we all have I am walking through the shadow of death feelings.
I was reading about someone who was 18 this is what they said of a sequence of graph dropping experiences
I had saved up just barely enough money for a week trip to the Carribean to go scuba diving and I was jazzed!
Going to the airport I suddenly hit an 2 hour long traffic jam caused by an accident just a bit ahead of me causing me to miss the flight...
After standing in crowded line for a few more hours I found that all flights were booked until the next day.
Returning to the airport the next day I found that I had picked up the sniffels a bit, but I wasn't going to cancel my plans! I was determined to have a fun time on an island.
(I wouldn't call it a bad luck streak, but I ALWAYS get the full security check going through airport security, guess I look like a bomber or something, that day was no different)
So I successfully make it to the island and try to get checked in, despite having called the hotel the previous day to let them know I wasn't checking in till today they completely canceled the reservation and were now booked.
Eventually finding a rubbish hole in the wall place for an exhoribitant price late in the evening, I was just ready to go to sleep and go scuba diving the next day...
The next day, although my sniffels had gotten worse I decided to tough it out and go explore the sea, if you have gone scuba diving you know you have to equalize pressure on the way down by pinching your nose and blowing a little, I was having some trouble due to the cold so I just decided to blow a little bit harder then usual to get past the stuffyness... Well, I guess I overdid it a bit... I successfully blew out my eardrum.
Oh the pain!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Of course I couldn't immediately surface either, I had to wait (for what felt like forever) in the middle of the ocean so as not to get the bends.
Can you guess where didn't have a doctor? That's right! This tiny island where I was! The only doctor for miles was out treating someone at the other side of the island.
Oh, the next day I did get to see him, pretty much only to be told, tough luck... no going in the water for you! Oh, and no flying back immediately either to avoid more ear damage.
a week of miserable days in pain waiting to get back home.
Hey! I made it home, thank goodness it's over! Or so I thought... on the way home I get T-boned by a mini-van while I am going through a green light... totals my car, permanently scars my face (surprised I lived) and since I am unable to get to work for about a month, my boss decides to fire me.
We all have situations like these – not always life threatening but difficult enough to realise that things are tough right now.
Joseph was like that when Potiphars wife betrayed him.
Joseph had been the favoured son of his Father Jacob. But then his brothers had betrayed him – nearly killed him and sold him to traders into slavery. He was sold in Egypt and eventually scored a great job but his bosses wife betrayed him even though he had been loyal to his boss – the result was that he was thrown into a prison for a very long time. David too knew hard times he had been incredibly loyal to saul but Saul repeatedly tried to kill him and almos succeeded narrowly missing David with spears on at least two occasions.
David knew what it was to have the graph on his life happiness scale plummet to the lowest levals.
We can all have hard luck stories. I remember a friend of mine Don when I was a young man getting terminal cancer. Don had everything going for him. He was a successful worker in an insurance company had a newish car and had been on a rugby trip to Fiji as a young man all before he was 21. I remember visiting him in hospital just before he died I was about 19 and wondering what to say or do in such a difficult situation I remember commenting on the weather – Not a bad day I said – Don’s answer was – Not a bad day to die on. His Father and someone else looked on helpless.