House is coming along and I hate to complain…but I will because you are my friends and understand! It’s nothing to do with the house per se but the disorganization that’s getting to me. I can’t find things, I have to move a book to sit down, the coffee table we have is used for storage/eating/work/computer table…aarrghh! (I do, however, realize how very blessed I am to be in this situation in the first place and do not want to give the wrong impression that I am ungrateful for what we have.) The mess is what’s getting to me!
Sunday morning we got our instant coffee ready and sat down (after moving paperwork, books, phones etc. from our table) to listen to one of our hometown pastors (miss you DB peeps!) and what sermon did I pick? Suffering and a study from the book of Job! I could see God pointing His finger at me and saying…listen up, you need to hear this! It was a great reminder to put not only my living situation (which can’t really be equated to suffering but I hope you get the idea) but all trials that come up in my life in God’s hands and draw closer to Him through it.
When I’m tempted to ask God why, I hear His answer…
Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Job 38:4
When I want to tell God how it should work out, I hear His answer…
Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who accuses God answer him! Job 40:2
When I want to say “God you are so wrong in this situation”, I hear His answer…
Would you discredit my justice? Would you condemn me to justify yourself? Job 40:8
Then I have to answer the way Job answers…
I am unworthy—how can I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth. I spoke once, but I have no answer— twice, but I will say no more. Job 40:4-5
As I continue to live in disarray I will continue to seek Him and what He has for me in at this particular time and not question the reason but realize He loves me so much He’s allowing these to occur for my good and His glory.
God bless you sweetheart, we pray for you daily. May Gods will be done.
Love,
Mom and Dad