We lost a house.  A home.  A dream.  Yes.  It hurts. 
But I didn't loose a loved one tonight.  I didn't lose a child. 
Yes, we are hurting, but deep down, we believe God has a plan for us... to prosper us and give us hope.
Things could always be worse, right?  That's not to say that we don't have a right to feel hurt or let down right now or confused.  We do.  But it could always be worse.
God, I did this before...once.  I stood at Disney in front of the castle about to watch fireworks and I died to a dream.  I gave up having another child.  A boy in particular.  But I remember saying that I give up having anymore children.  I'd be okay with that.  And I asked you for your dreams for us.  To give me your dreams.  I got pregnant that night with Sara.
Here I am again, in tears again, asking you to give me your dreams for us.  Help us die to this and be open to what you do have for us.  I know it will take time.  But I'm in this for the long haul.  Lead us Lord.  Give us Your dreams.  Tonight I die to the dream of THIS house.  I die to having any new home now.  I will wait for whatever it is You have for us.  Help through this.  We can't do this without you.  I can't do this without you.
Your will be done.
~Amen
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