Yesterday was Mother's Day. For me, it started out as a typical Sunday. Michael was up and out of the house by 6:30 am to do sound at church. I stumbled outta bed and made coffee and chatted with my son, Ryan. I read my cards from everyone, and got Starbucks gift cards, (a total treat because that's not in my budget any longer)!
I completed the morning straightening of the house and taking care of the gazillion animals we currently have in the house. Then it was off to church with
Nathan.
My emotions were still under control, given my daughter was missing. That is, until I watched a Mother's Day video that was played. Yep, the tears finally came. My heart began to ache. I asked the Lord, "Why now? What did I do wrong, this time??" He simply answered, "This isn't about you." I understood what He was telling me. He's doing something greater in those around me. I claim to trust Him and give Him my family, but when the rubber meets the road, is this true? I simply reply, "yes."
After church, it was a quiet lunch at home and a Sunday nap while watching my D-backs.
The kids arrived at "The Nest" around 5 pm and it was off to Oregano's for dinner. What a treat for all of us. Despite the anger and pain, we were able to eat, talk, and laugh......great medicine for a broken heart!
That night, we found our daughter safe, but still unwilling to come home. I heard Him once again, "This isn't about you. Are you going to trust Me?" I simply reply, "yes!"
