Itchy fingers

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6 years ago

MY TITLE

Hey My title reads funny and irritating right? Just imagine someone having itch on his hands! Huh! Terrible! I would not go near by him and never think of shaking my hands with him. Would you? I don't think so. Nobody would. If someone offers you something to eat bare hands how would you react?

MY ITCH IS DIFFERENT

I am not talking about that disease that causes your hands to itch. No scabies, no allergies, no worm infection - nothing like that. I was away from community touch for last three days for my Good Friday Special Christian Conference. I was totally sunk in it, conversing with the fellow Chirstians, singing, listening to the Word of God and so on. I was just checking communication from the WA members and the emails before I went to bed.

I didnot carry my laptop or macbook whatever it is with me. During this three days seminar my hands wanted to write and my fingers were dancing being ready to type. The thoughts and ideas were released by my brain, but since I had to devote myself for the sole purpose for what I was there everything had to remain numb and idle.

Back to My Station

Having finished the seminar I am back to my home. It was a drive from Chicago to Cincinnati. We left safe and sound. The weather was warm and sunny. We came singing and sharing the blessings that we had received. Fantastic drive for about 2 hours. Except Chicago Downtown there was not much traffic on the way.

Nerve-wrecking snow - Indianapolis

Once we entered Indianapolis the weather suddenly changed. The sun was down, darkness was slowly looming in, the roads started appearing wet, mist like snow started descending down. We had to be more cautious driving. We were piercing through the crazy weather slowly and gradually hoping and praying everything would be fixed right. The weather changed from bad to worse. The snow flakes were coming against us in layers.

Nothing But The Dim Red Lights

The darkness was so gross that we could not see anything but the dim red lights on the back of the cars and trucks. When the trucks passed by the vision grew worse. Thrice I prayed in the car with my heart uplifted and eyes open. We could see only the yellow line on the left of us and some white marks on the road. We drove like that for almost 3 hours and finally arrived safely home.

Oh what a DAY? But the Master of the Universe had enveloped us. Nothing happened but when I reached home gave thanks to the Lord and looked up on the calender promise verse it was Psalm 50:15, "In the day of trouble you will call me and I will answer you."