This weekend I had a huge "Aha" moment. Also known as the light bulb moment.
I've been complaining and yelling to God these past couple of weeks about some issues my family is facing. I've been telling him what I want, what I think I need, what I think my family needs, I, I, I.
Deep in my heart I know God has us where we are for a reason, but the grass just looks greener on the other side.
Last week I think God got tired of my complaining and said, "There. Take it." and gave us an opportunity to address our issues the way I wanted them to be taken care of. And you know what? We didn't take it. We knew it wasn't the right thing to do. And it hurt.
Sunday night as my wonderful husband and I were discussing our situation he said something that finally caught my mind and heart. He said, "Bek, we've got to enjoy where we are now."
Hmmm? That sounds so familiar (sarcasm intended). I posted previously on enjoying my children's various stages in life but I just hadn't applied it to the stages of life that God places me in. So, while I don't like this situation we're in I can choose to look at the blessings that are in our life right now. Because before long I'm going to be in a new phase of life looking back on today and I want to remember the blessings not the pain.
I always enjoy seeing God make his presence known in my children's lives, usually it is in ways that most would deem "small". However, to them it is huge.
Today was the latest pleasure. My son and I were at a friends home when we heard the ice cream truck nearing. We tried so hard to run out the door to catch it only to see it rounding the corner and driving off. My son was heartbroken. When we left we had about 15 minutes to kill before my daughter's school dismissed so we decided to drive around the neighborhood to find the truck. No luck. We drove all around the school and my home's neighborhood and just couldn't find it.
We picked my daughter up and headed home. We had about 15 minutes to pack a dinner before we had to head out for the evening's activities. As we headed out the front door, you know what we saw?
The ice cream truck was parked right in front of our house!
My kids flipped they were so excited. Ice cream in hand we buckled into our seats in the car and gave God an awesome prayer of thanks.
Now, you may think I'm crazy for thanking God for ice cream. But I want to teach my kids to see God in everything. Ice cream may not be a very important thing to an adult, but to a child it means the world. And there is nothing sweeter than seeing my kid feel loved by God.
