It was on Monday before the fire when I posted Laura Story's song "Blessings" on Facebook. It touched me. We've already had the music discussion. But today I heard this song BOTH times I was in the car and it MOVED me ... to tears. Please hear and cherish these words.
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
It's not our home
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1CSVqHcdhXQToday was a semi-normal day. We both made it back to work for a few hours (after my early morning trip to the doctor). Yes, I'm sick. Something like sinusitis and pneumonia but not. It's from breathing all the junk the past 6 days and, well, yes, now it's gotten into my sinues and lungs. But after a steroid shot - that left me practically paralyzed for 10 minutes - and a regimen of 3 weeks worth of steroid and antibiotic pills, I should be as good as new. (Wish the house could say the same!)
The search for housing continues. Looks like lots of places don't open up until June 1. There have been a few options, but not on this side of town where we have E's preschool, babysitter, family, church and work. So that continues to be a matter of prayer.
Tomorrow we get to be distracted by celebrating Elijah's 3rd birthday. Since the previously planned "backyard barbecue" happened a week early (go ahead, you can laugh), we had to scramble to plan a last-minute on-location party. All WEEK Elijah has been screaming for his "Lightning McQueen Cake." And you'd better believe - he's going to get it! Tonight he was so excited about going to bed because "Mommy, when I wake up, I have a party?!" YES! He IS my son!!!
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