This giant dude, covered in tats, ran over to me as I pulled into the Zanies parking lot on my scooter, just to make fun of me and tell me how awkward and nervous I apparently looked driving that thing. Totally offended and embarrassed, I went on to tell him how I'd had a couple accidents and still suffer a lot of anxiety when I drive it, so I tense up a lot, and I guess it's all too noticeable. Then after digging at me a little more, he finally got to his jewels of wisdom. I actually didn't appreciate it at first, I was too busy fighting the urge to cuss him out and cry at the same time. But on my drive home, I realized he said something really powerful.
I didn't actually get to see the show tonight, it was sold out by the time I got there. And the date I was supposed to go with cancelled on me, which is the reason I was there by myself. But I went anyway, determined not to let anybody stop me or bring me down. Then I encountered that rude dude as soon as I pulled into the lot. I was super disappointed, and I did cry a little bit on the drive home, but I think it all happened on purpose. It might be a really small, minor incident, but for me it's just another example of how God can take a disappointment, mistake, weakness, or setback and use it for good. And if he wants to drill a lesson into your head, he'll find a way. Even if that means sending a giant, tattoo covered, heckling comedian to literally chase you down in a parking lot to do it..