Our Inspired Journey

Tonight isn't that special...it's Tuesday.  It isn't anyone's birthday or anniversary.  It isn't the kind of day that gets circled on the calendar, but it is VERY significant, to me.

Tonight marks a moment I can't let slip by without marking it on the walls of grace I keep etched in my mind.  The Wall of Intentional Gratitude that when I'm in that perfect place in my heart with the Spirit, He draws me to...ever so gently...reminding me that THIS is where I belong.  THIS is where I live.  Right in the middle of the overwhelming reality that I am HIS and that all the moments I live are His grace to me.

For three months, I've taken every moment to drink in intentional time with my family as we rediscover life together after grad school!  (I still can't believe I said after!)  We visited family, (as you saw in the last two posts) and I actually sat in a chair and finished a book, while my kids climbed redwood trees.  I know - mom's of small children, it's hard to believe, but this too will be you someday!  

So after two months of intentional time with family, we ran smack dab into our first homeschooling year and are now 6 weeks into a life change I am so grateful we made.  Life is different...and it's a good different.  More on that to come...

But right now...late Tuesday night when all my kids are sleeping and I'm waiting for my college professor man to return home to me...I sit overwhelmed.  I'm overwhelmed because on the heels of a terribly taxing week...(the kind of week where I wanted to quit everything I had signed up for and move to the mountains where sign-up sheets and volunteer roles didn't exist!)  I can honestly say that GOD is good.

He is good for sustaining me...for answering my prayer when I asked Him to draw me to a place where He was at work so I could join Him there.  He did.  He showed me that this sweet little AWANA program He'd started the year before was a place He was drawing families and children for His glory and to run with it.  It hasn't been easy...to homeschool and see a program to it's feet at the same time, but He showed me today as we kicked off for our second year that He indeed is moving in the hearts and lives of those He created.

I'm overwhelmed tonight.  Not because I'm staring at a mountain that seems too big to climb, but because I'm in one of those "I've brought you this far" kind of moments that I don't want to forget.  Next time I'm in a teary heap on my floor, asking God WHY do you think you can trust me with this much???  I want to remember this moment.  He is worth it.  Every minute, every e-mail, every phone call and meeting...His glory is worth fighting through the "to-do" list for.  Not because I CAN, but because He is ABLE to do far more then I can with the little I bring Him.

As soon as my little Puggle, Cubbies and Spark got their little outfits on and and I heard those 90 sweet voices singing on the top of their lungs, my sleep-deprived heart was warmed to overflowing.  It's so good to know that His promise to Noah is still true today...

Thank you, Jesus for your faithfulness to our family...over, and over and over again.