Why do I think everything in my life must be perfect before I can be at peace? Perhaps perfectionism is at play there. I’m not sure.
Recently, some challenges popped up in our lives. We’d sold our house, sold part of our furniture and had picked out an RV to give the lifestyle one more chance. Our plans were firm. And then in one fell swoop, those plans flew out the window.
A trip to the doctor on Valentine’s Day changed all that. My husband’s cancer was back. But what about the house we’d sold? The tow car my husband purchased, the RV deal which was to take place the next day? All gone with only a few words from the urologist. Remain where you are and begin treatments.
But then, the Lord began His work. We talked to our agent. She warned us of possible repercussions. The buyers could sue. They could demand repayment for the money they’d already put into the sale. We had to leave it up to the Lord. The same day, Valentine’s Day, our agent called to say that the buyers wanted nothing from us except one thing. They wanted to come to our house and pray for us. The recollection of the four of us holding hands in our driveway will be seared into my memory forever.
A family member had strayed away from the Lord. Now our loved one is reading the Bible and attending church. Could it be that we lifted this one up to the Lord daily? We get precious messages from him frequently.
Instead of worrying about the disease that we’ve encountered, I choose to think of the glorious work the Lord has done in my family and the gracious generosity of our potential buyers. Thank You, Lord.
“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thessalonians 5: 16-18
Praying for Joe and you. Sending love and hugs.
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