Who's in Control?
There has been a lesson given to me over and over in the past week or so. When something happens, I try not to panic (it doesn't always work), and lay out ways to overcome the obstacle. The first prayer is usually, "Lord, help!", then I will devise steps to take care of the situation. God has been showing me that He is in control, and I need to remember that.
The simple way He opened my eyes to what He was trying to show me was in the middle of the night. I know I went to bed thinking of all that I needed to have done for class, that I needed to pack to be gone a week for training for my practicum that I did not know I would have to do, what I would do in the off time (mainly working on the big take home test!), there was laundry to be done, grocery shopping to do, and the list goes on. It was about two a.m. when my sweeties CPAP machine stopped.
I first asked what was wrong, and he said his machine was broken. My mind started writing down the additional things to do-find the number for the CPAP tech and get an appointment, wonder how much it would cost, and how soon we could take care of this. Then an odd thought came into my mind (I thought it odd anyway). I asked him if it was pluggd in. It wasn't. One of our two precious cats had just been beside the bed a few moments ago. I can see now that she was just doing what the Lord wanted her to-unplug the machine. At least that is what it seemed to be-it is not easy to get one of those three prong plugs to disengage!
It was as if the Lord were speaking to me softly, letting me know that He is in control, and He will take care of things in His timing. The very next day, my unofficial daughter received an eviction notice. She asked if the kids could stay with us if needed, she did not know what was going to happen. Both of us were beginning to think of what we needed to do-finish working on one of the bedrooms, cleaning out the other, how I could work with kids in the house (very hard with a gramma instinct to shower them with love every moment I am near them!)...then the Lord seemed to tap me on the shoulder. "Who's in control?", He asked.
He is. Not me, my sweetie, or anyone else. It turns out that He had everything worked out even before we could breathe out. The worst case would be finding a storage place for their furniture while they stayed at a place for homeless families that the Lord had set up for others a long time ago. Thanking Him was first, breathing easier was next! The next day it turned out that I didn't have to go to the training yet (probably next month), and essentially, I have the extra time to finish up the test, hopefully by tomorrow.
It is so sweet to know that the Lord took the time to specifically show me His soverignty. There are many things, many situations, that I tend to put myself in the driver's seat when the space is already occupied. Trusting Him is very, very sweet nectar to my soul.
The simple way He opened my eyes to what He was trying to show me was in the middle of the night. I know I went to bed thinking of all that I needed to have done for class, that I needed to pack to be gone a week for training for my practicum that I did not know I would have to do, what I would do in the off time (mainly working on the big take home test!), there was laundry to be done, grocery shopping to do, and the list goes on. It was about two a.m. when my sweeties CPAP machine stopped.
I first asked what was wrong, and he said his machine was broken. My mind started writing down the additional things to do-find the number for the CPAP tech and get an appointment, wonder how much it would cost, and how soon we could take care of this. Then an odd thought came into my mind (I thought it odd anyway). I asked him if it was pluggd in. It wasn't. One of our two precious cats had just been beside the bed a few moments ago. I can see now that she was just doing what the Lord wanted her to-unplug the machine. At least that is what it seemed to be-it is not easy to get one of those three prong plugs to disengage!
It was as if the Lord were speaking to me softly, letting me know that He is in control, and He will take care of things in His timing. The very next day, my unofficial daughter received an eviction notice. She asked if the kids could stay with us if needed, she did not know what was going to happen. Both of us were beginning to think of what we needed to do-finish working on one of the bedrooms, cleaning out the other, how I could work with kids in the house (very hard with a gramma instinct to shower them with love every moment I am near them!)...then the Lord seemed to tap me on the shoulder. "Who's in control?", He asked.
He is. Not me, my sweetie, or anyone else. It turns out that He had everything worked out even before we could breathe out. The worst case would be finding a storage place for their furniture while they stayed at a place for homeless families that the Lord had set up for others a long time ago. Thanking Him was first, breathing easier was next! The next day it turned out that I didn't have to go to the training yet (probably next month), and essentially, I have the extra time to finish up the test, hopefully by tomorrow.
It is so sweet to know that the Lord took the time to specifically show me His soverignty. There are many things, many situations, that I tend to put myself in the driver's seat when the space is already occupied. Trusting Him is very, very sweet nectar to my soul.
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