Lest I forget what the Lord has done....

I was pondering God's goodness last evening and again this morning.  Convicted how easily I take it for granted.  EVERY good and perfect gift is from above.  EVERY one.  Nothing good in my life is deserved, earned, or owed me- it is all a gift from God.  Beautiful friends, Beautiful opportunities for ministry, Beautiful Worship, Beautiful family...small foretastes of a Beautiful God.

Many people have asked how I survived Marc's time in Lebanon.  We missed Marc greatly, but really it went as well as it could go without him.  I did not have ONE day when I felt alone.  I did not have one day when I wondered if we'd make it.  Not one bad day.  I was tired- oh yes, definitely was tired.  I missed my man- for sure, but there really was nothing remarkable to complain about.  Nothing.  It's easy to miss how remarkable that is in itself.  I spent 10 days with three kids- supported by friends and family.  I didn't have a blow up at my children.  I didn't want to give them away.  We experienced joy of other's checking in on us;  we had moments of fun.  It went very well.  People have credited me from time to time in asking how it went and finding out it went well, and I was convicted yesterday to just take a moment to remember not ONE ounce of credit goes to me.  God knows how weak I am.  I have bad days as a mom when Marc IS home.  To not have one bad day in 10 when parenting alone?  It is really a miracle.  It is good.  It is a gift.  God granted me that.  He provided the friends to support me, the energy for my kids, the joy in supporting my husband.  He gave me a gift and I don't want to overlook how large a gift it really was.  I did nothing to deserve or earn it- he bestowed it.  I am SERIOUSLY grateful.  Praise him for his provision and love.  Praise him.