One Day at a Time

It was a surprisingly rough week emotionally yet God is so gracious. I know I say that alot, but God continues to show me grace. Our friends- Brent and Sharla Jones- had their second child last Sunday- Noah Clark Jones weighed in at 10 pounds 2 ounces and the mom did it all naturally! God is amazing to give Sharla that strenth. He is a handsome big "little" man- look at his picture above with Cavin (sister) and Mom. I never would've expected that I would feel so homesick for Boston when I found out he was born but I did and do. I am sad we couldn't be there to help and sad to not be there to see him and all the "family" moments we will miss out on. I felt I was experiencing a small bit of what grandparents (our parents) must feel. Josh and I have had lots of long conversations and tears. Part of me says- ok lets pack it up and head back to New England because we miss everyone so much. Yet we desire to learn and grow in God's Word and study it as we never have before. So, one day at a time I seek God's face for all the days to come. Highlights of this week- visiting some senior citizens at the church we are going to, having our neighbors over for coffee and desert, taking the kids to the swimming pool on campus, learning about a prayer of thanksgiving in my class, and spending time with a new friend today.
My class Thursday night was truely amazing. I learned that one of the keys to being thankful is remember what God has done, prayers he has answered, and impossible things he has done. We discussed Joshua 4 where God tells the leaders of each tribe to go get a rock from the River Jordan (where they just miraculously crossed on dry ground) and to make a pile where they sleep so that one day when their kids see the rocks they will ask and then the miracle will be passed down and not forgotten. God knows we will forget so we must set up a system of remembering His great works. When we remember then we are more thankful. I found it interesting this is the first thing God commanded them to do. The ark of the covenant was still on dry ground in the River Jordan when he gave this command. They were to carry the rocks on their shoulders- so obviously they weren't pebbles. We need big reminders. I wonder what the rocks looked like- probably smooth and beautiful as they normally would've been covered by mud and water. Our teacher pointed out how God is so detailed in the way he takes care of us. This river was flooded because it was at harvest time and when God parted the water he gave them dry ground- not even mud! I love that. God is so faithful beyond anything we could imagine. I believe he has brought our family to Kentucky for some reason beyond what I can understand. In the mean time I am taking it one day at a time and trusting in I AM.