At 2PM John’s mom and dad came over to watch the kids while I headed to Henrietta to meet John at a lawyer’s office to sign for the refinance that has been in the works for the last few months. I was almost to my destination when I heard my cell phone ring. My cell phone? I had it with me? It was on? Wow. It even had enough battery power to let me have a short conversation! It was John saying his *new* van wouldn’t start. He had had the security people at work try to jump it, but it wouldn’t start. So, it took me 11 minutes to get TURNED around and heading in the direction of John’s work.
I got him.
We signed our papers.
I drove him back to work while he called AAA.
And we waited for the tow truck.
Go figure. Not only did I have my cell phone with me, I had our camera.
So… I’m blogging about it. And trying to stay real. This is not a big thing in the grand scheme of things. But it is “one more thing” in a long stream of minor trials.
We have so many loved ones battling life-threatening illnesses. I know of too many young people battling mental illness. We have friends dealing with stress-filled life changes. I feel a lot of weariness these last few weeks. I am praying all day and all night it seems for one person or another. And for my children. And for myself.
God is bigger than all of this. He is my Hero.
For the last week this song has been on my mind. It is Matthew West.
You must, You must think I’m strong
To give me what I’m going through
Well, forgive me, forgive me if I’m wrong
But this looks like more than I can do on my own
I know I’m not strong enough to be
Everything that I’m supposed to be
I give up, I’m not strong enough
Hands of mercy, won’t You cover me?
Lord, right now I’m asking You to be
Strong enough, strong enough
For the both of us, yeah
‘Cause I’m broken, down to nothing
But I’m still holding on to the one thing
You are God and You are strong
When I am weak
I can do all things
Through Christ who gives me strength
Everything that I’m supposed to be
I give up, I’m not strong enough
Hands of mercy, won’t You cover me?
Lord, right now I’m asking You to be
Strong enough, strong enough
For the both of us, yeah
But I’m still holding on to the one thing
You are God and You are strong
When I am weak
Through Christ who gives me strength
Matthew 6:
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
I'm so sorry for all of your sorrows. Hugs to you. I will pray that the Lord will bring comfort to you.
I'm so sorry for all of your sorrows. Hugs to you. I will pray that the Lord will bring comfort to you.
I understand the *sigh*. Hugs from me too. I wish there was something I could do to help. You were such a blessing to me when we were hurting.
I understand the sigh. Hugs from me too. I wish there was something I could do to help. You were such a blessing to me when we were hurting.