I’m growing bitter about the cold weather here. I have to say I thought that I was pretty good about it all over the winter, but now that we are getting a few days of somewhat warm weather, I get really frustrated when it gets cold again.
I’m also growing impatient. I want to know what the next step of our lives is going to be. Still no letter. This week, I’m praying.
I’m reading ”Heidi” with Gabe and Chloe. I’ve never read it and I just love it. The kids seem to enjoy it too, although they need a bit of explanation here and there. They follow along surprisingly well. We just read the part where Heidi returned home to her Grandfather and the mountains. I was crying and told the kids so afterwards. “Why did you cry, Mama?” I said, “Sometimes when something makes you so happy, tears come out.” Gabe said, “I don’t think I can do that.” It seemed different to them that people cry for joy. Probably because all their little lives crying has been a sad thing. I wonder when the emotion of joy and pleasure are so strong that tears come. I can’t remember the first time I cried for joy.
I also remember reading in the story when she learned how to pray from Clara’s grandmother. She told Heidi that sometimes God doesn’t see fit to give you what you’re asking for at that certain time. That if we get what we want when we think we want it, it ends up not being the best for us. If we just wait and trust in His timing we will then see why His plan is better than ours.
Does this apply to me right now? I don’t know. I’m not really asking for anything, except for warm weather and a letter, but I don’t think I’m desperate for it. Well, maybe I am. Hmmm. Okay, so I’m just going to try to wait and trust in Him.
