I know that most people don't read the text on my blog; they probably just look at the pictures (which is what I do most of the time, so don't feel bad); but if you're reading this then great! But, maybe I'm writing it more for me...just as a reminder of who is in control of my life...my time, my abilities, my family, everything. It certainly is not me and for that I am so thankful.
My sweet husband (who works for state Farm...now do you get why I am attaching these pictures?) asked me to help him with a project he's doing at work. He's doing a "pep rally" employee appreciation luncheon tomorrow. Anyway, he told me a while ago, but at the last minute (today) he basically reminded me..."oh yeah, can you help me make 3 giant signs...no big deal, right?" I wanted to be the awesome wife (that I"m not) and be like, "of course, honey, I'm super-woman and I can do it all!" But, inside I was like, "who does he think I am? I have a million things that I need to do...why does he do this to me at the last minute?" I stressed trying to get to it all day long. The girls were all up in my business trying to paint while just making a mess and making it 10 times harder than it already was. I was not a good, patient mom today...wow, I was not. I got one sign painted, called Mike and said I was out of paint and was just not going to get to it until he got home. He was so understanding and was so appreciative of the one I had done. That automatically turned off any of my bitterness toward him right there. He came home early and said I could go get the paint and stuff I needed and he would watch the girls and make dinner (that is huge...he does not make dinner!!!) So, I took off as fast as I could. I went to the store, bought the paint (and other walmart stuff...yes, I killed two birds with one stone...love that!) and got home. He and the girls had made pancakes and eggs. They did it together which just totally warmed my heart knowing how little attention I had given the girls all day. After dinner I went out to the garage and busted out those signs with the kind of speed that could only come from a God who loves me and just wants me to put my trust in Him. Mike came out to help me after he put the girls to bed and we just spent time together talking and painting. He was worried he'd have to work on these things until midnight, but we got done by 9:ish and he was so so appreciative. His words of affirmation made me feel loved (its my love language) and my willingness to help him made him feel loved too. God knew just how to work it. He knows all things...all the plans for our future (Jeremiah 29:11). Anyway, i just had to say, all things are for HIS glory. Even when the day doesn't seem to be going right, God knows what's going on and will be glorified. I want to give him glory. I want it on record that all or any ability I may have is not me...it is HIM working in me. I love my LORD Jesus.
The pictures attached may seem simple, but they were huge! Lots more work than you'd think.