This Learning Path

God does such unexpected things. We've been offered a trailer to "house sit" for 2 months. Why does my human (or woman!) mind instantly go to all the cons ...it feels too weird to use someone else's stuff, someone I don't even know! Or, is it really worth all the trouble of moving belongings, food, etc for 2 measly months? And, but then I'll just have to come back to this living in business, why bother? ... All of that when I've been silently (and loudly) imploring God for some movement on His part, some parting of the waters, some WORD from Him to point the way! I think I'm scared to hope, afraid to get excited. The realization shames me! I don't want to be that person, really. I want to be that person who joyfully lives in anticipation of God's surprises and when they come accepts them with relish and excitedly waits to see what He will do next! Is such a person possible? More and more I am beginning to believe it is. Oh to learn it! To not just read about it or know it in my head, but learn it.

Selfish old me

Nothing really significant today ... just plain old me. Me with my struggles and my ups and downs. Me with my children who had stomach flu last week and gave it to me, and my in-laws who are great until you live with them for 4 months, and my new state of Ohio which is fine except nothing like my old, familiar Arkansas. Realizing anew this morning how easy it is for life to become all about me. Even to grudgingly going along to my husband's company Christmas Banquet because I hardly know the people. Selfish, old man, me! I feel rather isolated these days and that's a great excuse to focus only on me. Actually, there are 8 others living in the same house as me who would benifit from some unselfishness! So, I'm opening my eyes a bit wider and purposing to look out the window instead of in the mirror and thanking my Father for yet another nudge in His direction.

Grace Is A Husband

It's 2:30 Sunday morning and my 3 yr old has just thrown up. Pulled out of sleep, I stumble groggily from bed to give assistance and assess damage. Soothing words and clean up follow. Husband quietly carries soiled pillow and clothes down to the bathroom, and I hold and comfort. Clean up and rocking complete I snuggle 3 year old in bed and slip down to the bathroom to find everything rinsed and cleaned! Closing weary eyes I sleep. It's 10:00 a.m. in Sunday School and Husband sticks his head in my classroom door, cradling 2 yr old and beckoning. It's her turn now all over him and her and he's cleaned her up and wrapped her in a blanket. A discussion ensues and husband takes her home telling me to go ahead and take the children to a friend's house for lunch as planned. It's 2:30 p.m. and back home to baby changed twice and in an hour I'm to leave and help sing a Christmas program with the chorus. I'm torn, wanting to go but feeling a good mom would stay and Husband tells me "You're going. You can't do anything more for her then I can!" So I go. And my heart is warmed and my eyes threaten to spill for the love and grace and care. And I see a glimpse of my Father in this earthen vessel called Husband and I can't express my thankful, full heart! 

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