We won't discuss what an insane day it's been. Really. No, really.
The good news is that God has been revealing Himself to me in pretty cool ways lately. Mostly in the sense that I have so many big things on my mind lately. I literally have been unable to get a decent sleep because all I can think about is that looming list of everything I have to do. It's scary when Miss Unorganized Woman of the Century has taken to making Excel Spreadsheets of all the things going on. I made two tonight. I think That Man may actually kill me if I hand him another list or ask him to help make me another list. That'd be weird, having HIM issue the death threats for a change.
But in the midst of this craziness, God is giving me a weird peace in terms of making sure everything is taken care of. I've been especially anxious over some silly little things. Even though I'm sure God wishes I'd be a little less neurotic about it, He has been so amazingly good in saying, "here ya go," and making the thing I'm worried about all better.
Case in point: We are in the whole house selling/buying nightmare. One big worry I've had is the earnest money. We dumped our savings into fixing up this house. Well... That Man has a special vacation fund through work and I figure we've got just about enough in it. So that was a nice God thing. But here's the best part. Since we're moving faster than I'd thought, and That Man is moving slower than I'd thought, we don't have the money. You have to put in a written request and then they send you a check. Today, after everything I had to do, I raced to the place with the form, and they were closed. I had driven clear across town, through traffic, and was going to have to head home through rush hour. I was so disappointed. In addition, I wasn't going to be able to bring the paperwork down again for another week. I kinda got mad for a second, because I just feel like all the little things that I'm trying so hard to juggle keep falling apart.
But I kicked myself in the behind, and I prayed. I prayed and I prayed. And I sat in front of that office and waited. Then, someone noticed me, and even though it was past closing time, she came out, took my form and put it in for processing.
On the drive home, traffic wasn't as bad as I'd thought it would be. It was just enough for God to have a few words with me. Oddly enough, I've never had a hard time trusting Him with the big stuff. But the little things get me all freaked out. That was the lesson I learned today. He's not just the God of "big stuff", but of "little stuff" too.
Okay, so maybe it wasn't so quick. But it sure was a good story about God.
2 comments:
God is SO GOOD, isn't He? :-)
Glad to hear that things are working out. Funny that the "small" things are what I tend to notice the most. Most of the time the "big" things seem to pass me by for a bit before I realize they even happened. I guess sometimes I forget that I'd prayed for it. Silly, huh? lol
Wow. I can really relate. We had a very difficult time buying just the right house that would accomodate all of us. Check out Miracle Under Contract on my Kids As Caretakers blog. It's stressful for God is in the midst of it all and He cares about even the little stuff. I'll be praying. :)
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