And now....The Rest of the Story

So here's a postscript to my last post:

On Friday after school and about 4 meetings, I was finally ready to go home to begin the weekend. It's been a nutso couple of weeks for our family, and both Eric and I have been stressed. I was finally ready to go home, totally exhausted and ready for the weekend to begin, and one of my friends called me into her office. She and I were the only ones in the building at this point, and she said, "I know you're ready to head home, but I just wondered if I could share with you what God's doing in my life. I think you'll be the one who will listen and really hear me, and it's pretty amazing."

I sat my weary bones down at her table, and she shared with me about this Bible study she's doing called "Discerning the Voice of God." She and I have many of the same work stressors going on right now, and some of what she shared tied directly into what's going on there.
Then she opened her study book, and read verse after verse. "Be still and know that I am God." "I AM." I don't know how many she read that basically said the same thing. "Trust Me." It was like hearing someone read a pocket concordance, and without trying to sound all hokey, it was just like the weight that had been sitting on my chest began to lighten. Fresh air. Fresh air totally out of the blue on a Friday evening when I was anything but looking for it. I don't know of anything I would have appreciated more. I drove home with tears in my eyes.

So Friday night I woke up again at 3 in the morning, which is kind of the routine these days, and began to worry. I worry about the economy, and the Speaker of the House who thinks population control is a smart thing, and about Eric's work, and where I'll be next school year, and our children, and how in the world I will find the strength to be a good wife and mommy tomorrow, and about my school kids.... and this time, on Friday, I just began reciting the verses. I was back asleep within 10 minutes.

Why do I forget to trust? I mean, God has proven himself faithful so many times to me personally, not to mention all the times we can read about in His word. His character is total faithfulness. I feel like kicking myself each time I forget it. But I just wanted to share that last part. Sometimes He shows Himself faithful by ministering to a friend who doesn't even know Him yet but happened to register for a Bible study--where she really hears Him. THEN, he lets her minister to me.
I'm awestruck again. And so incredibly grateful for nourishing words and kindness when I least expected them on the longest Friday in the history of the world. I'm reminded that whatever we're wrestling about on any given day, I am convinced that I can trust Him.