It's Saturday morning, and I woke up with a heavy heart.
Jarrod's working this morning, so it's just me and the kids...they're watching cartoons, which is just ridiculous because there's no Saturday morning cartoons anymore. Did you know that?
Well, there isn't.
But that's not why I have a heavy heart. And I'm really not a liberty to say why, and maybe I can't even put my finger on just one thing anyway.
Japan, housing markets, economies, leaky toilets, late winter snowstorms, no Saturday morning cartoons, comparing others, over-analyzing, undone projects, relationship issues, unanswered questions...what's not to feel heavy about, right?
But Thursday night, driving home late from a day trip just me and my kiddos and the Princess and the Frog, I was able to have a good, long chit-chat with God. Somehow Tiana, melted away and I spilled it to Him. Everything. All my hopes...right now, all my worries. Not like He didn't know anyway, but still I told Him all the same.
The thought that came back to me after all my ranting and gut-spilling was that His timing is the epitome of perfect and that "blessed are those who wait for him." ~Isaiah 30:18
And wait I will, because I know He's weaving up something perfect just for me and mine. And He reminded me that night that nothing even a control freak like me can conjure up will compare in the slightest to what He's got planned.
So I'm waiting for answered prayers, knowing He's got my best interest in mind and knowing that I'll be blessed in the waiting gives me hope and hope is good. Very good.
And wait you've done too :)
Remember when I teased you with some big news??
Well, I partly chickened out and partly didn't know if I was supposed to share. So I didn't.
But...next week is the week! I will share, even if it's risky :)
Have a great weekend, loves. And if you're waiting, remember you'll be blessed for it...