Php 4:8  Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.

Well.,cloudy and raining with a chance of meat balls! Sound weird I know, but lately if it rained meat balls I would get a fork and declare it was normal. 

We as a family have walked through the most difficult time in our life and frankly it is not done yet. I realized the other day I was complaining to God.God reminded me of something. I prayed for change. Before all this happened I was crying out for a complete over haul in my life and spirit as well as my children. I am not saying God completely destroyed our lives by killing off three family members and putting my Grandmother in a wheel chair.  Because I was crying out for change. NO!!! Because of this radical change in happenedin our life and my children’s.he used it for his glory.   I was been crying out for day and night in prayer for change through this we are growing.

The problem is when you pray for change you have a define perimeter in you head of what is acceptable and what is not to create the catalyst for change.. It is God we are talking about he will use anything to bring him Glory. The last two months I have been yelling stop God, enough. God has smiles gives me a  hug and says it will bring change. The family is moving closer to God . Past old ministry hurts things are breaking off of our lives . We are still walking through it all but on the end his is getting the glory.

The Glory

I wish I had a dollar for everyone that has told Ron and I “ Wow! you guys are doing so good. I don’t think I could have go through this as well.”  That always makes me think.wow am I spouse to act? Does this mean the family is not greasing? We are. I never kept Kleenex boxes around unless we have colds. I now own the Kleenex factory. Doesn’t take much for any of us to break down and cry. I am worshiping in church. Sharon comes over and in sign language told me she was going through some of Keeshond's baby clothes and found his ultra sound. She will give it to me after church. I burst into crying almost could not get a hold of my emotions and had to leave. 

However, strange things are happening.  I had a line of women wanting to have me pray for them after church was over. A teen age who asked me if she could film our for class project based on hope. What! Women are tell me that because of what we are going through and how we are handling it all they know we have strong faith and feel that can talk to me  about anything and I would understand. What! Are you kidding? They just want me to pray for them. In my vain rambling what I am saying is this. People are seeing something in our lives. The only thing they could be seeing is God. God is giving us strength, God is providing for all of our needs. God is changing us for the better. When I miss my prayer time that day, when I get self examining of me I see holes I am waiting for God to fill. When I keep my eyes on Him I see a family closer to God and the work God wants to do completed. He gets the glory and we get blessed.