Okay, so yesterday, I was called a domestic goddess... Pretty cool!
And then today, I had several God moments....
First off, I finally got air in my tires (thanks to Luke with the special pump) and planned to go on a bike ride with Dassa-Beanie. I had gotten the trailer all hitched except for the tiny metal piece that was nowhere to be found. Grrrr... I searched everywhere in the garage for a solid ten minutes. All the while, I was trying to keep Dassa from walking down the driveway, since the door was up. In defeat, I sat on the weight bench and asked God to help me find it. Turning my head, I saw a flash of metal in the back part of the trailer. If I was even sitting an inch to the right or left I wouldn't have seen it!
So, after thanking God, I continued on with my bike ride to the park. I arrived and no one is there. My favorite is when there are no kids there! When tons of kids are there I usually come home with a headache. We swung on the swings for a bit, went down the slide a few times and then it was her nap time. We started to pack it up as someone else pulled into the parking lot. I noticed that they had not gotten out of their car and figured they were like me. They were probably waiting until they could have the park to themselves. As I was buckling Dassa-Beanie into the trailer, the lady finally came walking up with her small son. We both said a polite hello. She put him down to play and I thought I heard Russian.
I got excited, but normally I am too chicken to say anything. I have had very little opportunity to practice my Russian language in the last eight years. I am embarrassed by my poor grammar. But I just couldn't go( a little prompting from the Lord or what!). So, I sucked it up and poke to her in Russian.
We had a long conversation about people smoking at the park and loud disrespectful children and why we like quiet. Apparently we had more in common than I thought. Dassa-Beanie, no longer content with her sippy-cup, started to fussy, so we started saying our goodbyes.
Again, I just couldn't leave. I didn't have anything to write my number down on since I had biked there. I doubted she would want to just hand out her number, but I asked if she wanted to swap numbers anyhow. I offered to call her phone and that way she would have mine. She agreed with a big smile on her face!
It was so great to use my Russian in a real conversation again and meet another mom of a young child. Her son was 13 months and my Dassa-Beanie is almost 10 months. How perfect is that!
Maybe she will never call or maybe we will have many more park dates, but either way, I felt the rush of listening to the Holy Spirit's prompts. I loved it!
Thanks God for being so real and present in my life!
So, my husband spoiled me by buying me a Mac computer as an early Christmas present!
He came home and told me that he had prayed all day that it wouldn't arrive until he got home. He wanted to see my face when I opened it. About 5 minutes after he says that, if that, the doorbell rings and there is the FedEx guy I had waited around for all day!
Does God hear my husbands prayers or what! I thank God for a godly husband who prays about everything! That makes me feel so secure in being his wife. Spoiled rotten I am! Lord, thank you for all you bless me with!
Now I will be able to work from home.
My Current Mantra
Walk humbly with God and do the work at your hands....