You know, God really does have a sense of humor.
The last couple weeks have been fraught with issues in the Miller home. Nothing life threatening. Just financially exhausting.
First our cat winds up needing some costly vet visits thanks to some unknown creature that bit his tail. As I started to write this our Mitty Kitty was back at the vet and we were waiting to hear if he would keep his tail or become our first “bob” cat. I’m happy to report he gets to keep his tail.
In the midst of all this we found out that raw sewage was running under our house due to a back up in a line that was never properly installed or capped. This apparently has gone on for a while so before we can even fix the problem, we had to pay a small fortune for clean up so we wouldn’t be a biohazard site. I wonder what the neighbors thought when they saw a man in a HAZMAT suit walking around.
And in the middle of all this is my husband who’s already stressed out about money since he left his job last July to work independently.
Things have not gone as he planned.
My hubby’s in unfamiliar territory. Losing sleep. Stress eating. (Sounds like God's stomping ground, doesn't it?)
Here I am on the outside looking in, wondering what in the world I should be doing. In the past I would have jumped in and tried to take control, tried to make things easier for him, tried to make it all better.
Not this time though. I know my place is to be there, to comfort as needed and let him know I’m there. But I’ve not a clue how this will all work out. I only know God is there, working and answering my prayer, “God, do whatever it takes to grab his heart.”
Not an easy place to be. I have moments of doubts. Moments I want to get mad and blame him for what I fear may be turn out to be financial ruin. Moments I imagine the worst possible turn out. Moments of weariness, wondering how long this is going to take and how bad will it get. But I know I can’t interfere. This time it has to play out without my help.
But God has this way of reminding me at just the right moment that He’s completely in control. This time it came inside a Dove chocolate wrapper. I indulged and had one. Just one. And that little wrapper held this message:
“You are exactly where you are supposed to be.”
I’m a firm believer that God will use whatever He wants to make sure we get His message-even a message in a chocolate wrapper. He’s even used a fortune cookie before.
I think I’ll keep this little wrapper for a while as a reminder that I’m right where God wants and needs me to be. And treasure once again that we serve a God full of love, who delights in the unexpected, and has a great sense of humor.
Praying and believing,
Dineen
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