We had a wonderful and safe trip home to Indiana. The longer I'm away from there the more I realize there is nothing more precious on earth than my family and a church full of people I've known all my life, who are as close to me as family. It was a wonderful blessing to be able to sit down and have great talks with friends of all ages.
There is something the human heart craves as much as love and that is acceptance. To be accepted and loved for who you are without feeling pressured to perform or fit a mold is freedom. It was a blessing for me to be able to go home and feel love and acceptance.
The trip back to Indiana reminded me of who I was. I was inspired to come out here, believe God has brought me here for a purpose and make a difference where I'm at. I had a whole 2 days to think about as we were driving. My mind was whirling with a number of different ideas. I felt exited and refreshed and ready to face life out here.
The last 4 hours of our trip, we drove through a horrible snowstorm in the dark. What would normally be a nerve racking experience for both of us was amazingly peaceful. When we got home, Nate and I both talked about how calm we felt the entire time. I remember thinking and actually told Nate that if we can be calm under those circumstances and trust that God is totally in control, surely we could remain calm through other circumstances life hands us. It must have been the calm before the storm.
I woke up with all good intentions, but as my day progressed, life chipped away at my intentions. My inspiring thoughts were quickly tattered and left lying on my tear stained heart. The children needed attention in the area of discipline. Unpacking needed to be done. 5 loads of laundry needed to be washed. Lunch had to be made. And I'm not so sure my daughter is made of sugar and spice... This morning I gave her a bath, got her out of the tub n then had to bathe Cole. Why I let her run without a pamper I'm not sure - but to my regret I did. I got Cole out of the tub n went to check on her. I walked over to the steps and I smelled it. I'm not sure how she managed, but there was a pile deposited at the bottom of the steps and she was at the top. She was sliding down the steps on her bottom, leaving skid marks as she went. As though that wasn't enough, she was also squishing it between her fingers. Ok - I know - enough on the details.
There are the daily happenings in life that can get you down. But then there are other things in life that can leave you feeling like a misfit and like you are totally in the wrong place at the wrong time. Circumstances left me feeling this way today. Our wonderful weekend seemed to exaggerate those feelings. Nate stayed home an hour longer from his lunch break and helped me put the kids down for their naps. We spent time talking, crying and praying.
The house is a wreck, but before he left for work he told me the sweetest thing - He said he doesn't care at all if the house looks this way when he comes home and he has to eat hotdogs for supper. He told me to make sure and take time for myself. God definately used him to remind me He cares and provides for my needs. We both feel God really working in our lives. At times it really hurts. Being clay in the Potter's hand isn't always the most comfortable place to be. But it is the only place I have found true peace. I have to tell myself time and again - God has a purpose and He has a plan. Please pray for us as we search out His will and direction in our lives.
Place in this World
The wind is moving, but I am standing still
A life of pages wating to be filled
A heart that's hopeful, A head that's full of dreams
But this becoming is harder than it seems.
Chorus
Show me I'm looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find
My place in this world, My place in this world
Not a lot to lean on
I need your Light to help me find
My place in this world, My place in this world.
If there are millions down on their knees,
Among the many, can you still
Hear me asking, Where do I belong?
Is there a vision that I can call my own?
*Sung by Michael W. Smith
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