I was praying yesterday. Well, really just talking. I tend to do that a lot, talking to God. I operate a forklift at the Coca-Cola production and distribution center in Fort Worth and I have a lot or free thinking time.
We distribute over 350 different skews of product in our sales area and it’s impossible to produce it all, we make stuff Dallas doesn’t make, or Houston, San Antonio, Abilene, etc., etc., semi-trucks run back and forth all day, every day, moving pallets of product, from all parts of the Country.
So you get the idea. Me and my amigos do 120, or so plus, of trailers of product everyday, inbound and outbound. We also help support distribution centers who do not produce product, like Austin, Waco, Sherman, Tyler, parts of Oklahoma and Arkansas, to just name a few. There are only three glass bottle lines in the Country and we have one of them. We run two shifts on the dock, day and night, mostly 24 hours a day, seven days a week.
You wouldn’t think forklift operators make a lot of money, I don’t know, but I do know the one’s at Coke do. A ton of money for me in my idea of a ton, for having no degree or any specialized training. Since we work about 10 hours a day Friday is mostly OT and that means Fridays I make about $__ bucks an hour. (it’s a lot) Coke has over 20 brands that produce over 1 billion dollars each in sales ever year. They have raised the dividends paid to stock holders every year for 53 years straight. That’s the reason why Warren Buffet owns 4 million shares of Coke stock, income. And the income his stock generates through dividends is why he will never sell it, and why 70% of my 401k contribution goes to buying stock. I have ten years with the Company and I’m at the bottom of the seniority list in my group. I’m last to pick my first two weeks of vacation. The top guy has 28 years, he gets 5 weeks vacation and 3 floating holidays.
So back to my point. I have a lot of time to think and pray and sing riding that forklift. Unloading and loading trailers for me now is like autopilot so my mind fills itself by singing God songs and praying, well, again, talking and listening mostly. I talk to God like I would an old friend, someone who has my best interest at heart. He has proven himself to me many times. Never on demand like when I whistle and my two dogs come running to me. It’s more like signing a petition. I’ve had a lot of needs over the years, I petition God, I give him my need, or hurt, and I wait for Him to move. I trust Him with my whole heart. He is worthy of my praise and trust.
Yesterday I had one simple question for God. That being why is it he made us so that we have one person, one that would never hurt a soul, one that understands the command to love your neighbor as ones self, then another person so full of hate. So much hate that they would take a semi-trunk and plow through a group of people, trying to kill as many as possible. Why is there two groups of so utterly different people, lovers and haters?
My Love, my Creator, gave me my answer in an impression, a thought, that sent an electric type charge through my whole body…SOME PEOPLE DON’T KNOW ME.
“Those people do not know me.”
My answer came as a flood, in an instant, and very loud. They do not know the true God. The true God created all things and all creation is precious.
When Moses went up Mount Sinai, the second time, because he broke the stone tables the first time in anger, what did God tell him? He said, “The Lord, the Lord, the compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness, maintaining love to thousands, and forgiving wickedness, rebellion and sin. Yet he does not leave the guilty unpunished; he punishes the children and their children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation.”
Wickedness, rebellion and sin is taking another life simply because you are unhappy with yours, or they are different, or believe differently than you, or even worse, you think God, the God of love, commands it. I have to trust God and that although I don’t like haters killing innocent loving people, I have to trust Him. I have to admit I live in His plan and for me, that is enough.
Why these people take the lives of innocent loving folks is a whole new post. It’s all about believing in a lie, a lie propagated and feed by a powerful being utterly opposed to God. A being that was created by God for a purpose yet it rebelled, wanting the same glory and worship God demands. It is evil, very real, and we have been warned and told exactly how to protect ourselves. The Deceiver lives and the why, well, it is mind blowing. God knows why and he told us. Stay tuned…
Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
Dear God please keep my family , friends, and loved ones safe.