Last Night

I was heading to audition for Fiddler on The Roof with a community theatre group in West Pt., GA. I take the exit and start seeing flashing lights and people lined up along the road. It is 6:45 their time so it was way dark. I then see in the distance more flashing lights and realize that they are about to have a Christmas parade. Of course the next direction I needed to turn was left which would have cut through the parade. So I was stuck. So I drove around till I could get to the place.
I walked in, signed my name and stuff and then sat down. So finally a lady stands up and announces that the director will not be there due to a banquet he had to attend but should arrive later on. I thought...great...this is off to a wonderful start. So then they pass out the music, well they did not have enough to go around so I shared with this over eager old man who had been at auditions the previous night, and tonight he was wearing a Fiddler on the Roof t-shirt. Good grief! So he did not bring his glasses so we have to hold the sheet out at arms length so he can read it. He breath was horrible and when it was just the ladies he sang along with them. Then when it was time to audition the reading parts, he weaselled his way to reading for Tevye (the lead character). Granted he was not too bad but still. So it was around 8:00 est and the director still had not shown up. The poducer and music director had done all they could do so the producer stood up and said.."Well, since he knows all of you, there is no reason for us to stay" I was like...I have never met the guy, how does she know who he knows. So I left the theatre feeling very frustrated and really doubting if this is what God wants since things have been so difficult. So on my drive back to Auburn, I was fight the pity party invitation hard. I kept telling myself to trust God and that God will open and close doors as he wills. I may be disappointed now but later I may be glad. I felt the need to reward myself after a blah day, well no one was available to eat and the movie I wanted to see was already showing and the next showing was at 10:30. So I had truely reached my blah point when who should call but Eric, one of my closest friends. I God good or what?! We only spoke briefly but it was what I needed. I spent the rest of the evening still frustrated but much more content that God is in control and does know exactly what I need, when I need it.