Weird hun!
Jase is studying Botany right now so when my Mom found this she made sure I was able to get a picture.
Yet, this winter I’ve been learning the lessons far more than I’ve taught.
These past months have stretched me, pulled me, broken me, and refined me.
Each trial would bring questions.
Many of which I didn’t have the answers to.
“What are we going to do?”
“I have no idea. Let’s pray.”
“How are we going to make it work?”
“I’ve no idea, but I’m praying about it.”
“This isn’t going well and I’m really tired of it.”
“ME TOO! Uhg. Can we stop and pray?”
And although we were seeking the Lord, His answers seemed absent.
It felt like I was continually going to Him and hearing only one thing.
Trust Me.
“Lord, I’m trying to but I have no idea what to do next! Please help!”
Trust Me.
Not what I was wanting.
I wanted: Do this… or The answer is…
Instead the Lord has spent a lot of time showing me myself.
I’m opinionated.
I’m stubborn.
I’m selfish.
Yuk.
“Okay Lord, I am. Please fix me. Please teach me how to be flexible.”
So He did.
He sent a test.
The night before we were to have a party at our house for our daughter’s birthday our water quit, completely.
After I cried.
(I had spent part of one entire day just decorating and the rest cleaning.)
I prayed.
I knew God was asking me to let go of my plans and my ideals.
I phoned my Mom the next morning and then drove to her house to set it up instead.
We had a lovely party and no body cared that it had been moved.
This morning was another test.
I got up very tired and went to prayer because I had a,long list of things I wanted to do today.
It’s Easter and I wanted to make it very special.
As I prayed for strength and ability to work the Lord spoke to my heart.
Why are you trying to do everything?
“I want this to be a special day. I want to help the kids remember what Easter is.”
Gulp.
None of my plans would actually make any impact on our children other than that fact that I would be stressed out and tired trying to get it all done.
I had to let it go.
And it’s been a wonderful day.
We began and ended it with people we care about.
What better way to remember the love of Jesus Christ than to follow through on loving others.
What is a better way to teach my children about Jesus, food and fancy dress or by loving them and spending time with them?
So,
I’m opinionated.
I’m stubborn.
I’m learning.
Dear Jesus,
Please continue to show me the truth about myself and the way I should go. Help me to be willing to trust You in everything. Help me to listen to You about everything. Thank You for Your patience with me. Thank You for Your sacrifice. May my life be a reflection of Your great mercy and love.
patientlyhopeful 