So, I guess I am a bit uncertain what constitutes a bad day anymore? Today was the first day since we found out that our baby was “sick” that I have felt worked up or stressed at work. It’s funny to me how soon I can lose sight of the things that really matter and the power I have to choose whether this day, the LORD’S day, will be a “good” day or a “bad” day.
Everyday of my life I am trying to live with intention, purpose and joy. When I trust God I find that it is soooo much easier to do. God is in control of everything! It is by him, through him and with him that we live each day. There is no cause to worry, no reason to stress and no excuse to do anything other than REJOICE.
Watching my son, I have to admit I am a bit envious of his ability to trust in me and Tim to provide for all his needs and to protect and love him without question. He’s not worried he might trip and fall…Mom will catch him. If he wants to go somewhere, do something, he just asks Daddy and he knows he will take him. He is fearless in his love for his baby sister, and not worried that he won’t get to give her a kiss tomorrow; he just hugs her and kisses her today. I think I can live like that to, if I can learn to trust my Father like he trusts his.
I will give you thanks, for you answered me; you have become my salvation. The stone the builders rejected has become the capstone; the LORD has done this, and it is marvelous in our eyes. This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:21-24
A response to my dear friend Stephanie's comment:
Have you always been so faith driven or has this helped you with that journey. I am always envious of those that feel the power of our lord and appear so comforted by it. I have not felt that in my life.
I grew up in a Christian (Lutheran) home for which I am forever grateful. My parents were diligent in insuring that I had a thorough education in my religious beliefs, we always prayed at dinner, went to church every Sunday, my parents were active in the church...all things that I can never thank them adequately for.
But, because I always had God, always had church; I was never forced to find God, to seek him out and to have an active relationship with him. I think I took it all for granted. When someone is always there, you can forget how special they really are. I didn't see or feel him daily in my life. But God is always there for each of us. He has always been there for me, but there were so many days I didn't notice; didn't feel his power. I think of it this way... Before Amelia, God was always holding my hand and now he is carrying me. I do feel him now, more than ever.
I'm sure each of has our vice. For me, lil’ miss type A, it is control. I gotta’ have it. It is when I am at my weakest and can control nothing that I feel God the most.
I laugh at Noah when he and Tim play Wii. Noah has to have a controller so that he can play too. He shakes it in the air yelling, “Go, Go, Go!” He cheers himself on when he does well and gets sad when he fails, all the while he has no idea that his controller isn’t plugged in. I think it’s hysterical that he still gets so worked up over the outcome of the game even though he isn’t really in control at all! And then I realize - I do the very same thing. My life, my controller…
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