It is Better, This Week

Happy Sabbath

It was a better week for me.  Today we had communion and a lot of people asked where my son was.  Since communion service is more special than other times, I decided to have my son stay with the grandparents again.  Someone pressed me for the reason I was leaving him home and I did tell them.  I was so disaapointed with what happened the other Sabbath and I don’t want to take a chance and put my son in an unsafe situation.  That day left me feeling some type of way and I’m not sure if I will have him come the Sabbath after next. 

Next Sabbath, my coworker’s husband is the speaker.  I already told her I was not bringing him. 

I am searching.  God is good.  God is good.  The person who offered to help told me something that happened to her. She is a dress maker and was making a gown for this person’s wedding.  She said she received a call about an hour or so before Sabbath from the bride to be that she wanted a certain amount of fabric saved for a part of her husband’s outfit.  She realized that she accidentally used all of the fabric on the gown and told the bride who was furious at her.  She didn’t know what to do and was praying while still worrying about how to fix the problem. The fabric was a very unique piece of fabric and she called around to different places to see if they carried it and they did not.  She arrived home around Sabbath and she said she heard a voice tell her to calm down.  She looked in her supply and found exactly what she needed to fix the problem.  She reminded me and the congregation that the Lord is closer to us than we think.

It reminds me of when I was hoping to get into grad school.  I was hit with real supernatural attacks from the enemy when I was trying to print documents, fax/mail them and get my transcript.  Trips all over the city searching for a computer or machine that would print a simple word document I prepared the night before. Lost my bus/train pass.  Computers that worked with no problem before all decided to get brand new and act like they don’t know me. I knew the enemy was trying to frustrate me, but I was determined not to give up and the Lord allowed me to prevail that day.  I was waiting for some word from the school as to whether I would be accepted or not.  A week before school was to start, I received the answer to my prayer.  I had prayed that if I would get in, that the Lord show me a whippet (a type of dog that looks like a greyhound).  I was home scrolling through news articles and random things the internet offers up on my phone and came across a statement saying, “Don’t be a worried whippet.”  Almost immediately after I read it, my phone began to ring and I answered it to hear a woman from admissions (I believe one of the deans) telling me over the phone that she usually doesn’t give phone calls but she just wanted to let me know I was accepted to the university.  I screamed and jumped around like a 5 year old.

I am thankful for my church sister’s testimony.  I hope to have experiences like that more and more.  I have to stop backsliding and yes, I have …with music. 

I have a raised garden bed in my back yard that I am excited about.  What I thought would be an hour project turned into 8 hours which included two trips to Home depot, one to Lowes, a scrape, a neighbor looking at me like “what are you doing?”, and my son running around with no shoes on in the cold.  That tutorial said 2.5 inch nails.  No matter how much pre-drilling I did, not one 2.5 screw went through the thinner part of a two by four.  I have one bed that is at least 16 inches high, filled with the fruit and veggie soil, worm castings, and other goodies.  I am thankful for the yard I have and that I can have a real garden.  I am also thankful for my dad and his giving heart (no matter how argumentative he can be), who when I spend hours looking online for deals on tools, garden décor, and other items, he has told me time and time again, he has two of what I need and will give me it if I need it.  I mean an extra 10x13 ‘ gazebo still in the box, never opened.  Fencing.  Power drills and augers.  I look and he has it.  So my yard is going to look amazing this year and I am excited to get out there tomorrow to get more work done. 

I am thankful for my mother who helps with my son on mornings that are too short and afternoon work days that run too long.  I am thankful for my sisters, one of which who just came to visit and spend time with him.  I am thankful for my family, my church, and all the many blessings the Lord has given me. 

God is good!