With a Thankful Heart

   "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened." Matthew 7:7-8 

    I know what I know; I know that the Lord is not finished with Georgia and that one day His miraculous work will be finished. I know this because I have had this confirmed for me by more than one person and at different points along the way with Georgia, usually when I'm at a low point. 

   

    I also know that God has me in the waiting room, I am waiting to see the physician for the word, waiting for the nurse to take my vital signs, I am just waiting. And I get impatient at times and get aggravated but I know that God has me in this holding spot for a good purpose because, "we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28. 

   While I wait upon the Lord I will draw my strength from Him and lean on Him and learn from Him. One thing He has shown me lately is that I need to be thankful for all things, big and small. 

   So for this Thanksgiving post I would like to tell you all that I am thankful for,

1. Jesus Christ who died to give me salvation when I did not deserve it.

2. Allowing me to be Georgia's mom, which has brought me closer to the Lord and given me a stronger walk in faith.

3. My husband and children.

4. Our home and all the material possessions that make life easier.

5. My family

6. Sean's family

7. Our church family and pastor who is the epitome of what a good Shepard is.

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Mountain of Laundry

  "Draw nigh to me and I will draw nigh to you." James 4:8 

   Sometimes God uses the strangest things to speak to us. I had a mountain of laundry to fold yesterday and let me tell you it was enormous, I would like to you to believe that I never let laundry get out of control but that wouldn't be truthful. This time it wasn't entirely my fault but that's another tale for another time. I was sitting there, looking at this huge pile and thinking to myself, I just gotta do it, no way around it. So I started folding, one piece at a time. God has given me two arms, two hands,and the sense to do it. So I could wish the laundry away or I could simply start folding and watch the laundry sort into smaller piles meant to be put away.

   I said that to say this, God has given me to the tools;  take Georgia to therapy, make sure she is getting the best education that she can, involve her in activities outside of the home, and take her to doctor appointments and ever so slowly the mountain will shrink in size.

   This mountain that I am climbing won't always be here, soon I will look around and see smaller hills. I see how far we have come and I know one day we will this as small speed bumps put in our path to grow our faith.

What is your mountain of laundry???