Life.

I'm stealing the title of today's post from Shannon. Life. I don't often get too deep with my posts. Let's be honest, they mostly contain the pictures and stories of everyday life, mostly pointless.

As I drove back yesterday from my weekend visit to Midland I had time to think. Both of my beautiful children rested peacefully in the backseat not a care or worry going through their minds. They don't worry about what tomorrow will bring, what their futures will look like, what trials they may face. I was once again listening to this song, Gratitude, and once again amazed at how eloqent Nichole Nordeman expresses my daily prayer for life. Why do I get so caught up in this world? Why do I stress over pitiful things? Why do I not trust God to completely fill my cup everyday? He has made His promise to me and yet I doubt. Not intentionally that is for sure. Yet, I'm sure He is disappointed that I do. I've been reading Max Lucado's book, Come Thirsty. I have realized that the amount of doubt that I toss around comes from not coming to Him on a daily basis. I forget that I must consistently be soaking up His word.

As I watched the face of a dear friend, my heart aches. She is in a world of her own right now that my words and tears cannot pierce. Oh how I want to tell her everything is going to be alright. I know that God is great and that He has a plan, but why does that not bring me comfort? I'm betting that even the most diligent Christian who has the Bible memorized from the front to the back can't tell you or give you a specific reason why we must ache here on earth. I know that many times we think we know what the ideal answer would be to our situations and that many times God has a different answer that may not be as plesant as the one we would have chosen. As I read Max's book last night I came across a passage that in not so many words said that He wants to give us a taste of what is to come or to give us reason to long to be with Him. It made me think of my pregnancies. They were both wonderful and I enjoyed every minute, but of course there were the moments towards the end where I didn't think I could make another day being pregnant. I am not a patient person and I so wanted to meet my precious child. The aches I felt made me appreciate the thought that there would be one day when all I would feel was a child in my arms and my heart full of love. That all of the pain and waiting would be worth more than I could have EVER imagined. God gave me a taste of heaven! I feel fortunate in my life. I need to count my blessings everyday even in the midst of other struggles, I know that God has blessed me far beyond what I deserve. I am not worthy.

I pray that each one of you can find gratitude beyond what is right now. That we will all praise God for all He has done to make our lives what they are. I more than anyone need to remember that God is the beginning and the end and His promise never fails.