I think it may be Wednesday again. I'm not entirely sure as we have lost all track of time - between traveling over the past few days and Austin being out on Spring break and myself being... well, you know, out of work. It has actually been a blessed, anointed, beautiful time for me and I'm grateful that God has provided for us above and beyond what I ever dreamed possible. I haven't had a decision about whether or not I will qualify for unemployment yet... and, of course, if it's declined I will appeal, not necessarily because I believe I will ultimately be successful but because I believe it's the right thing for me to do. My security is not based on unemployment. My security - my hope, if you will - is based on faith that God has never failed me and never will.
I've had much to ponder over the past week or so. Last Wednesday I picked up my beautiful girls from school and got to spend some precious, carefree hours with them at the very time that the decision was being made to disconnect their beloved Gramps from the machines that were sustaining his life. Even though their life was about to change - even though their mother was going through, what I will assume was the most difficult time of her life so far - they were blissfully unaware of the gravity of the situation. In fact, it was only once Gramps had passed on Thursday and Angie was able to return back home on Friday, after the girls came home from school that they were informed that Gramps had gone on to be with Jesus. They were insulated and protected from grief until such time as they could have the support they needed to handle to the information.
In many ways, I believe that Father God does this for His children. I know that He has allowed me the most incredible peace about this "life change" for me. I don't know where I'll work, if I'll work, where we'll live, how we'll be supported financially but... daily, God continues to meet our needs. I believe that just as the girls were surrounded by people who love them in the time that their mama had to be away from them... God has surrounded ME with people who love me and protect me from worry and grief. God is so good, y'all. He's just so good.
There's so much I want to share about what I learned on my trip to the Ward family homestead with daddy and Grandma! I'm dealing with a pretty distracting migraine today and won't be able to articulate as well as I would like so I'll save those stories for future blog entries but I will say this: I come from an amazing, wonderful, diverse, colorful and fascinating family! My grandma - my sweet Steel Magnolia - is a soft spoken, gentle, proper lady. Her Cousin Nan, who we spent the day with on Monday, is an outgoing, gregarious and entertaining delight of a person! They complimented each other perfectly and I will always treasure the time I had with the two of them. We spent about ten hours just soaking up family history and trying to sort out the different layers of generations and dozens of cousins. Even with a very detailed genealogical chart, I could barely make sense of who's who among the Ward family.
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I had to take a break while typing up this entry because my head hurts so stinkin' bad. We needed a few things from the store so I thought it best that we run into town before I take something for my head. Thank you for those of you who prayed for me. I know that God has shown favor to me and I know that it's in large part to the faithfulness of those who lift me up in prayer daily. On my way back home from the unemployment office, I heard in my heart the phrase, "no weapon formed against you will prosper". That has been held true.
Whiny Wednesday? Not in this house. Love and hugs, y'all!
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