On Sunday my Pastor preached a message that I believe was exactly what I needed. It's amazing how God knows what I need to hear and the exact time I need to hear it. He knows when I'm running out of steam and when I need a little push to get my thoughts on the right things. My Pastor preached on 2 Timothy 3:1-5 on Sunday, but spent a lot of time on vs. 1 and 2: (1)This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.(2)For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,.
Unthankful. While listening to the message, I started thinking about how unthankful the Israelites were when God led them out of Egypt. They were thankful when things seemed to be going their way. But when they made it to the Red Sea and saw that the Egyptians were near, their attitudes changed. They became afraid and Exodus 14:11-12 says (11)And they said unto Moses, Because there were no graves in Egypt, hast thou taked us away to die in the wilderness? wherefore has thou dealt thus with us, to carry us forth out of Egypt?(12)Is not this the word that we did tell thee in Egypt, saying, Let us alone, that we may serve the Egyptians? For it had been better for us to serve the Egyptians, than that we should die in the wilderness.
Here you have the children of God who have just witnessed how God can take care of them leading them through the wilderness by a pillar of a cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night. They are happy that they no longer serve the Egyptians and then they run into trouble, the Red Sea. All of a sudden they forgot what God had already done for them. Leading them out of bondage, guiding them through the wilderness, that wasn't enough. They ran into trouble and quickly forgot that God could still take care of them.
I would like to say that this never happens to me and that I am always thankful and my faith never waivers. Unfortunately, I can't. Every morning when I wake up, my very first thought is about how much I miss my second child. That is how I start every single morning. Through the course of the day it gets better but then my last thought at night before I go to sleep is how I wish I was able to kiss both of my children goodnight. Well, on Sunday before the service came to a close, my Pastor threw a challenge out to the congregation. To some it may seem silly, and I will admit, I thought it seemed a little silly at first. The challenge: commit one entire day to be thankful. Silly, right? However silly it may seem, I decided to accept the challenge. I would commit one entire day to be thankful, and that day was yesterday. I knew before going to sleep Sunday night that it would be hard to change my very first thought the next morning. You see, just like the Israelites forgot what God could do when they came to the Red Sea, I too forgot what God could do when I had my miscarriage. Yes, I have stopped being angry but some days are harder than others for me to realize that God does have a plan for my family and that He still loves me and will comfort me.
I woke up Monday morning and thought the same thing I do every morning. But then I remembered that I had made a commitment. I will not go through every single thought of thankfulness I had. But here are a few things that I remembered (not realized because I always know I have reasons to be thankful, but I just have a hard time remembering to be thankful sometimes) I should be thankful for.
* I am able to wake up next to Preston every morning and know that he loves me and that he will pray for me during the day while we are apart.
* I am able to get a good morning kiss from beautiful little girl.
* I am capable of working and helping to provide for my family (this is sometimes a difficult one for me to remember when I have to get up early)
* I went to eat with my mom and got irritated with her and then thought about the many people who have lost their moms. I am thankful to still have my mother here with me.
* God has provided Preston and myself with a nice home to raise our family in.
* When I went to bed, I started to think about Christian and how I wish that I would have been able to get know my child and watch him or her grow up. But my day wasn't over yet. I then thanked God for the time that I was able to carry my child. Some women will never get the opportunity to be pregnant at all. I am thankful that God blessed me with a very healthy baby girl and allowed me to carry my second child for three months.
It is amazing how one day of thankfulness can make you remember that you have a great life. God has been so good to me and I have not deserved any of it. I hope that I can take this one day of thankfulness and carry over to everyday. I know that I need it and God deserves it.
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