If you have kids, you know that sometimes you try to tell them the same things over and over again, hoping to save them from some unfortunate end, and they just refuse to listen. And it isn't until life smacks them upside the head that the message finally sinks in. We found ourselves in just such a situation just a while back . . .
Starting this new business has really been flying by the seat of our pants and so every night (and several times a day) I find myself asking for God's guidance. I have been told a time or two that I can have a thick head, so I always add - "let me hear what you are saying and see the path you want me to take" every night. Since we're still floundering a bit it would seem that I am not listening (not a new condition for me, by the way).
So Kari and I are on the way to a craft show to set up our booth. We were unfamiliar with the area and I can describe it as Sanford and Son meets Deliverance . . . You drive through and immediately count all your Blessings.
We arrive at the venue and it's looking a bit sketchy. We walk into the building and are told - "You are up in The Big Building". Well now - we are Big Shots - we are up in The Big Building on the hill. So up to The Big Building we go.
A lovely woman greets us and sweetly says "Oh yes - you're right here!" And there we are - about twenty feet from the door - prime real estate! We begin unloading and realize it's a big chilly in here . . . and we keep squinting because it is also dark . . . We ask about the lighting and the heat and are told there's not much they can do, but there are outlets and we can bring lamps and a space heater tomorrow.
Oookaaaay - we can make this work, after all - we are the Big Shots in The Big Building . . .
The next morning we lug in lamps and heaters and guess what - the outlets on our side are not working. Wait - the electricity is out??? Nope - just the outlets along our wall.
Seven hours and four layers of clothes later, we have spent the day in the freezing cold and dark in front of the door that blows in cold wind every time it opens. And upon further inspection of the three buildings, discover that we have the absolute worst booth space in the entire show!
And God just shakes his head . . . "NOW do you get the message?" He says. "NO MORE SPRING SHOWS!!"