This morning I was reading from Matthew where Jesus teaches his disciples how to pray. He says to ask of God, "give us this day our daily bread". This first trimester has been the hardest of them all. Even after we had a miscarriage at 11 weeks and pregnant again two weeks later- which was like 26 weeks long of a first trimester- this is worse. I feel pretty sick and miserable most of the time, I'm exhausted, and so very emotional. But I have seen the Lord provide my daily bread, day in and day out. He fills me up. He gives me all I need for each day. And not to just survive, but to laugh and find joy, and rest. One of the greatest gifts He gives me on a daily basis is waking me up each morning to spend time with Him. Liza still fluctuates in her wake up time and so the Lord wakes me up at the right time so we have enough time to spend together. Usually it's around 5:45. Today it was 6:30. And Liza slept in until almost 8:00! That's unheard of for her but the Lord provided me extra rest when He knew I needed it desperately today. And it's other things to like my wonderful mother-in-law bringing me a milkshake at night because nothing else sounded good. Like Dannelle spending the morning with us and helping me with the girls. Like being able to nap the whole time the girls do. And best of all right now, two precious girls who play together so well that when I need to, I can just sit on the couch and rest and watch. (Also lately they have been holding hands in the car which makes my heart throb and swell with joy!)
The Lord is constantly at work in my every moment of the day. And I thought I might just use this space to give Him some glory and praise and really try and recognize and remember His good gifts. A day goes by and I already forget the gifts He gave me yesterday. I want to be better about writing it down so I can share with my girls as they grow, just how good God is, in the every day. Liza who is now one, seems to be cutting her first molar. She is miserable and clingy. Last night she woke up as we were going to bed and nothing seemed to calm her down except just holding her. Wes was happy to rock her for a bit, because he's just such a good father and Liza especially adores him and seems to prefer him. He rocked her for awhile but when he tried to lay her down she started to cry again, so I came in so Wes could get some sleep. Today he starts his new job as a police officer at Lock Haven City. Such a blessing to have this job and I wanted to make sure he got a good nights sleep...
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