Hard Times...
My heart is a little heavy today for my sister Adrienne and her husband Drew. I am so proud of my sister for how strong she is being right now. A couple of months ago she found out that Drew would perhaps be headed to Iraq. At the time it seemed like they were just talking about it and he wouldn't go.
Last month we found out for sure that he would be leaving for 6 months. This month he is going for 8 months instead of 6 and now he's leaving sooner than expected (July 19th). All of that to say that it has been difficult for me to not be by my sister's side helping her. I can remember when Drew was in Dallas training to be in the Air Force and I would go up on weekends and keep her company. We would grocery shop, talk, watch movies, and laugh.
Zack and I have been praying for both of them through this time, but it puts everything into perspective. Our lives are precious and short. We are not promised tomorrow, today, or even our next breath. I think what I'm beginning to see is God's sovereignty played out in my life. I get so worried about the unknown or what will happen, but my trust and faith needs to be in a God that is in control of it all. He knew that Drew would go to Iraq, that I would be here and Adrienne in Vegas, and to be honest I'm comforted by that fact. Please pray for them!
More to come.
2 comments:
Wow sweetheart! I'm proud of you and your perspective.
Your sweet, gentle spirit has helped me to appreciate how hard this is going to be for our sis...
But you're right: God has His sovereign hand on it, like everything else :0)
As Mr. Cowper wrote:
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
oh dear, keep us posted on everything.
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