Showing posts with label Scripture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scripture. Show all posts

Friday, August 21, 2009

REST!

Matthew 11:28

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. KJV




Megan fell asleep in her highchair while there was much busyness going on. Even in the midst of weary, busy days this is what God wants me to do . . .but instead of resting in a highchair, he wants me to rest in Him.

Jeremiah 31:25

For I satisfy the weary ones and refresh everyone who languishes.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Something Hit the Van

Something hit the van . . .I was just driving when I heard a very loud noise, looked back and saw this . . .



of course, I was inside the van. . .but it doesn't look much better from that view

I hope I didn't scare the kids when I yelled, "Is Megan okay?" in what might have been a very loud voice. She was okay.

Laura was a bit worried when we pulled off the road onto some grass, she thought the police were going to get us and we would be in trouble. I got Megan's carseat out of the base from the other side. Every time I closed a door more of the glass would fall off.



This is the area around Megan's seat. Glass was everywhere, but none landed in her seat at all. God's protection was great.

Now is this is, by no means, the most awful thing that could have come my way today. But I guess while God saw that I was praising Him for being my strength and my wisdom these past few weeks, he wanted to give me one more thing to glorify Him about.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."
Psalm 91:1-2


My friend was at the YMCA. I was headed there so the kids could take their homeschool PE class, and so I could exercise as well. She was so kind as to load up all the kids in her Big Honkin' Van and take them to my house (with a brief stop at the Burger King, which is no doubt what my kids will remember most about today). Then she took the two older ones to her house with the rest of her crew so that I could relax and get stuff done. Isn't that great?

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

God's strength

I can't recall a time when I have been stretched further and thinner than these last few weeks. I have never felt so humbled . . .as God constantly calls me to rely on His strength, His wisdom, His grace. God has proved himself faithful, minute ...by minute . . .hour by hour . . .and I will praise His name.



I posted the above comment on my facebook page. I have a lot on my plate. I know some people have more, some people have less. Some have a lot more with a lot less support than I have. With my husband deployed, my kids just being kids, my job actually calling me into work, an activity to go to Sun, Mon, Tues, Wed, and Thursday nights, homeschooling, and stuff like laundry I am stretched a bit thin. Added to it the challenges ahead of me as our church works through the One Month to Live book and a new role that I am serving in at church . . . I found myself crying out to God. . . ."I just can't do it all" to which he responded . . . as you can guess . . . "that's right, you can't. I can."

So my night ended with my OMTL devotional, some paperwork for a skills day at work this week, and then began with an early wake up call by some of the smaller members of my family.

And I used the time, not to take care of the dishes in the sink . . . but to pray.

1. I prayed for the "attitudes" that have been surfacing in my house since John has been gone. The worst offender was me . . . and I asked God to work on my heart that I may set the example and that the kids would come around.

2. I prayed for confidence in my new role in church which proved to be a bigger challenge than I had originally anticipated. Just another opportunity to grow.

3. I prayed for my husband, for his safety and for his activities today.

4. I prayed for strength and patience, and I prayed for transparency to share the work God has been doing on my heart with others.