Day 50
I’m exhausted. Plumb tuckered out. My brain feels like it’s gone through the wringer.
Why, you may ask?
I’ve just spent a good hour or so trying to decipher the Milwaukee County Transit System Bus Schedule. It’s like trying to figure out clues on a treasure map, but the clues are in a different language. It’s tough enough trying to find the correct routes using the magic multi-colored decoder ring, but trying to figure out where you need to be when is even more fun.
“Well I could catch the bus at 6:53 at N. 12th, but then I’d be cutting it close for my 7:10 transfer at Oklahoma. Still, if I take the 6:35 bus, I’ll be waiting for 15 minutes at Oklahoma in the elements, whatever they may be. So, do I want to be risking missing the second bus or do I want to bide my time in torrential rain, hurricane force winds, and temperatures that may well dip into a range comfortable only to polar bears? Hmmm.”
Being the overly cautious individual that I am, I’d probably pick the latter.
Onward.
Yesterday I read an article by a pastor in northern Minnesota on how to respond to unexpected trials. I can’t quote him exactly, but he said something along the lines of “To expect not to have hardship and trouble in this like is to have the wrong expectation.”
Jesus said it like this in John 16:33 – “In this world you will have trouble.”
I’m so glad he added, “But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
