My Heavenly Father

Emily has a flair for the dramatic. I have no idea where she gets it. Ok, ok, now that my closest friends are laughing, maybe I do know where she gets it. Just like I know where I get it. Ahem. Anyway. Everything is "the end of the world" to her. If she asks for a friend to spend the night, or if someone to come over, and is told 'no', she melts down like it's the end of the world as she knows it (please don't embellish me with the fact that this is a disciplinary issue...I get it). She asks "Why?" and "I've been good!" and all other sorts of 6 year old type of questions. But you know what? I'm her mother. I'm (a little) wiser than she is, and I can handle it. I know my reasons, and even if she doesn't agree, they are better for her in the long run. So, I listen to her questions and cries, and just assure her that I know what's best.
It's really hit me in the last couple weeks that our Heavenly Father does this with us! When something doesn't happen the way we think it should or in the timing that we think it should have happened, don't we ask all the irrational "Why's" and "I've been trying to live for You!" question? No? Well, I do. Case in point: Wait...I have several to choose from...Hmmm....Ok. ok...got one

Last year, Brian didn't make Tech....again. It was the year that we thought, "He has to make it. There's no way he can't make it." Well, there was a way, because he didn't. I'll never forget the day he got the results. I did the "ugly cry" (thanks, Shan). I'll admit, I asked God why. I reasoned with Him that I was trying to live for Him, and I was doing better than "some" people. ha ha It sounds stupid now, but at the time, I was so angry and hurt! But, you know what? He can handle it. Psalm 22:24 reads,

For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; Nor has He hidden His face from him; But when he cried to Him, He heard.

He heard me...He listened to my questions and cries, and then, through His word, He assured me that He knew best. Over a year later, I see it. Not that He knew best, because He has shown me that in His Word over and over. But, He graciously (because He doesn't have to, and doesn't always) showed me the evidence that He knew best. We recently got orders to our #1 choice of places to go. Langley AFB, VA. We are so super excited that it's hard to wait for the time to go. We have been told that if Brian had made Tech last year, that he would more than likely have gotten orders to Korea....for a year....by himself. God knows what is best for me. Is there a day coming where I don't have the ugly cries and questions, but just accept that He knows best and praise Him for His way? I hope so. (please don't embellish with the fact that this is a disciplinary issue...I get it).

On another note of praise to the Lord. Seven months ago, I wrote a post about how when our hearts were so overwhelmed with grief, we could go to God's Word, and rest in the fact that He has a plan, and He knows best. I was overwhelmed with grief about Savannah's skin issues. She was so covered in eczema that I worried that she would lose even her sight due to infections on her eyelids. I cried the ugly cry....again. I turned it over to the Lord, and trusted in Him to heal her. I can't tell you how Ephesians 3:20 has been revealed in our lives.

Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,

Last Tuesday, we went to a flag football game and Savannah wore shoes without socks. Whoopty-do, you say? You have no idea how huge this is for me. Savannah has to wear socks....every day, all the time. If not, she scratches her ankles open. Yes, open. However, her skin is doing so great, that she didn't have to wear socks that day. Why her skin is doing so well is the topic for another post, but this post is just to praise the Lord for His goodness. Her skin is so clear, and she is almost completely itch free. Has she outgrown the severity? have I found the problem? I don't know. I do know that the Lord has granted me a 2 month reprieve of the grief I feel for her, and I Praise His Name!!!

This was all very random, and I don't usually blog about things like this, but I felt led to do this. I don't want to ever fall short of offering praise to my Heavenly Father for His plan in my life.