Out of brokenness comes intimacy

Hello Everyone

I have not composed a blog in a very long time.  I had blogger block and could not think of anything to write about.  I also moved all my living room furniture after a fall while walking with Will and the combination herniated 2 discs in my neck and I have been suffering with intense pain and have been ordered bed+rest.  This trial of pain coupled with the forced bed+rest are what I am going to write about to you today.  I do not want to dwell on the trial but on the blessings that have been a result of the trial.

Blessing number 1: As you know, I am the director of a children's bible study in Ardmore, OK.  We have 3,4,5,7,10, and 12 year old children.  I was so very concerned about missing even one week because my heart is so passionate about assisting my amazing children's leaders as they lead these children in their study of Genesis.  I missed one week and was unable to witness the growth in the children but last week I painfully made the drive (driving is one of the worst things that I do).  I was amazed to see how much growth in God's Word and in discipline.  I was blessed to see that the children were hanging on the words of the leaders, they were joyful and I felt so privileged to be given the honor of starting a bible study for children.  Mark 10:13-16 And they were bringing children to Him so that He might touch them, and the disciples rebuked them. But when Jesus saw it, He was indignant, and said to them. "Let the children come to me, do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it and He took them in His arms and blessed them, laying His hands on them.

Blessing number 2: Lately, I have been so busy with life that I had neglected my quiet time with the Lord.  We all do that don't we? It is the worst kind of loneliness for me when I am not feeling close to God.  I am on bed-rest now and am in so much pain that I do not sleep well and I decided every-time I am white-knuckling it until the medicine kicks in, I would seek comfort by reading my bible.  I have downloaded an app for my kindle fire that is for reading the bible through in one year.  I love it because it is not a chronological plan, it gives me a mix of old and new testament everyday.  I found that my intimacy with God has grown so much.  I feel a depth of the presence of the Holy Spirit feeding my soul. I have been comforted and strengthened while developing a hunger and thirst for His Holy Word again.  I have been concerned because my doctor keeps telling me that he knows that I am going to end up having surgery but I have been earnestly praying that I will not.  I read this verse today that has uplifted me.
Romans 15:13: May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.  
Isn't that a sweet wonderful verse to memorize for when we are discouraged and in pain?

Blessing number 3: In bible study we are studying Genesis 32 where Joseph is fearing meeting up with Esau because their broken relationship was a result of Esau's greed and failure to recognize the importance of his birthright and because of Joseph's deceptions.  I think Joseph had a guilty conscience and knew that he deserved retribution and Esau was coming with 400 men. Joseph sent messengers, flocks, etc. to Esau ahead of them to sweeten the deal and butter him up but though God had told him to return to the land and that God would be with him, Jacob was still filled with terror.  He finally had to meet up with Esau and in Genesis 33:4 it says about the meeting: But Esau ran to meet him and embraced him and fell on his neck and kissed him and they wept.
I have some broken relationships in my life due to my failures and to the failures of others.  I prayed when i studied this that God would soften the hearts of those that I am distant from and that I would have the courage to ask for forgiveness where i was responsible.  Last Sunday I received a call from a woman that was one of my Mom's friends her entire life.  In 1979 and in 1980, this woman's daughter came to live with my family.  She and I were a few years apart, she was in high school and I had just graduated.  We shared a bedroom and became extremely close. I loved her deeply.  My Dad had stopped drinking before she came for about 5 years and so initially he was very kind to her.  He went back to drinking after she came and when he drank, he was extremely verbally abusive to all of us.  She had come from a sad kind of home with no father and she loved my Dad very much but he abused her and tore her down.  She ended up in a pit with no self-confidence and for unknown reasons stole money from one of my brother's and my Dad made her leave our home.  She went to live with another family and I lost touch with her for several years.  I always wanted to tell her that I was so sorry but never had the chance.  I saw her once at her job and tried to talk to her but she looked so fearful and she was frozen and could not talk to me.  My Mom kept up with her life via her Mother.  We learned that this girl entered an abusive relationship and had some children and then got on drugs and even her mother lost track of her for many years.  Her mother called me last Sunday to give me a message that this girl's life has come full circle and that she wanted to talk to me.  Wow, I am so thankful that I can be in her life again.  She is clean and sober, has moved back to Bakersfield, has obtained a job designing flowers and is in a good relationship with a supportive, kind man.  We wept as Joseph and Esau did.

Tuesday of this week, I received a call from my oldest and dearest friend.  She and I had not spoken to each other in 4 years.  Our relationship was broken because of my failures.  She had left me a message while I was in bible study that she missed me and that I had been on her mind lots lately and that she wanted to put the past behind us and be close again.  I sobbed while I was listening to the message because I have missed her so much.  We had met each other as high school freshmen, she dated one of my brothers for years and had been a dear part of our family.  We had been with each other through our weddings, my divorce, the birth of her children, the failure of our health, moves across the country and then stopped speaking to each other.  To have God restore this relationship as a result of my prayers is so amazing.  She texted me after we had talked "I love being able to talk to you again.  Love you, miss you, hope you are having a Great day." I feel so loved by God that He would work in her heart to forgive me and that we are reunited in love.

The reconciliation of these two relationships caused me to email two dear wonderful friends that I had failed and had not had contact with for 1 year.  I asked for their forgiveness and prayed that God would soften their hearts toward me and that we could reconcile our friendships.  One of them immediately wrote me back.  She forgave me and was very excited to hear from me and we picked up right where we left off.  The other one has not answered yet and I do not know if she has not read the email or if she is not willing to forgive.  I am praying about her.  She and I have been through so much together.  From the time we met, God continually had one of us go through a trial supported by the other one and then later the supportive one would go through the same trial receiving the support, wisdom learned from God and love of the one who had first gone through the trial.  I took her for her 50th birthday to Italy and Greece.  She had not ever traveled abroad and we had a glorious time.  I miss her so much.  I pray that we can be restored by our loving, holy Father. 

Stay with me, I know this blog is long but these blessings really have occurred in this time of trial.  It has been 4 weeks now and it is amazing the bed-rest and intimacy with God can cause these amazing blessings to uplift, encourage and strengthen me. Now to the last blessing.  It is dear so read on.

Blessing number 4:

Ephesians 5:22 Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord.

Ephesians 5:25 Husbands, love your wives just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy cleansing her by the washing with water through the word and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless.  In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies.  he who loves his wife loves himself. After all, no one ever hated his own body, but he feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church for we are members of his body.

Ephesians 5:33 However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband. 

The circumstances of my life that I have written about in this blog have shaped many ways that I go through life.  For all of us, this is true.  Some of the things that I do are a result of my need to survive and they were good things at the time but then in some of my present circumstances they can become hindrances to intimacy with God and with Will.  The one that I am speaking today is independence.  In my life, after my Momma died when I was 7, as a result of her death, in many ways I had to grow up right away. There were responsibilities that fell to me that had to be taken care of.  I remember feeling so grown up, it was not until I started teaching school and bible study and I realized how small and unequipped a 7 year old is.  I never felt small and had to learn to be equipped.  When I married my ex-husband, from the night after we married, he informed me that he had obtained me and the courtship was over and from that point on, he was not going to be a "husband" to me.  He concentrated on his career but was also mentally and verbally abusive and surviving in that environment was pretty tough.  I did survive and I came out of that with more tools in my tool belt and I had walls up that were a fortress really of deciding that I could not depend on anyone and so anything that needed to be done in my life had to be done by me.  Then I met Will who is a man that lives out Ephesians 5:25 everyday.  He craves being that man.  He also craves being leaned on, respected, providing for me, loving me.  In this trial, God has brought me to my knees literally.  Because of this injury, I cannot even lift the coffee pot of water.  i cannot feel my index finger, thumb and now palm of my left hand.  If I lift the smallest thing like a glass of water, shooting pain goes to my shoulder then my elbow and then the muscles in my left forearm feel like they are on fire.  I cannot even blow dry my hair.  In our relationship, occasionally Will has said, "you do everything and it makes me feel useless".  I did not realize until this trial happened that I do everything and do not allow him to be the head of my household.  I make the decisions, I tell him how to do everything, I'm an idiot.  I have watched him blossom during this and grow stronger and happier.  I have learned how special and loved I feel when he does things for me.  He is working nights and one morning he woke me up and I went into the kitchen and he had bought groceries for me, buying all the things I love....hazelnut coffee creamer, cottage cheese, yogurt, granola cereal etc.  He is opposed to dairy because it is acid forming (I will explain that in another blog) but he knows how much I love them and so he bought them for me.  I told him it was like Christmas to receive these things without me asking for them.  He also makes coffee for me so that I do not have to.  He and Daulton cleaned the kitchen and swept and mopped the floors.  Daulton shampooed my carpet today and built me a cozy fire and filled the wood box with wood because we are supposed to have snow and ice tonight. He loves me and wants to care for me and it took this trial to get me to demolish the walls of independence so that we can grow in intimacy so that when we are married I am able to be a wife as described in Ephesians 5:22.  I actually did not realize how independent I was until this happened.  I did not know that when I go to the feed store and bring home 200 lbs of feed and unload it myself that I irritated him so much.  I used to look at clients' and friends' marriages and I always thought something was wrong with me because I had never had a man who wanted to take care of me.  I realize now that it was because I picked men who did not want to take care of me, they wanted to be taken care of.  God has brought me my dream man now though and I am going to allow him to take care of me and love me as Christ loved the church because that is obedience for both of us.  I am going to relish it and cherish it at the same time.

So, take hope from me if you are currently in a trial.  There are blessings that the Lord brings if you seek Him.  Pray that you grow in intimacy with God.  Out of brokenness comes true intimacy.  

Whitey the Trick Chicken

Whitey the Trick Chicken

Good Morning All.  My last post I was sick and sad but God met me in the grief and sadness and I am feeling better.    I have been up since 3am sneezing so I decided I would tell you the story about Whitey's Adventure this week. 

Last spring, Will bought me 20 baby hens.  The store told us there were 10 California Whites, 5 black sexlinks, and 5 red sexlinks.  I think the store did not have a clue about what they were selling because I have 9 beautiful golden chickens who have sweet dispositions and are great layers and are very social.  I have Whitey who was part of the group of supposed California White's but she was more white and had an eagle looking head.  I now know that she is an Americauna.  The black hens were actually sexlinks but the red sex links are Egyptian chickens called Fayums I think. 

Whitey is my only hen of the mistaken breeds that lays green eggs.  She is also the only one of my hens that lives in the backyard with the dogs...oops dog...DeeDee.  This last several weeks, my hens have been venturing out of my yard and pasture and have been playing in the street.  Sadly, 3 hens have been ran over so I had to take corrective action.  My chickens have been in lock down in their hen house.  I told them that unhappy is better than dead.  Whitey doesn't live in the hen house though, she lays her eggs there when the doors are open in the morning.  She is always there waiting outside the door eager to get inside the nesting box.  This week when I put my other hens on lockdown, that meant that Whitey could not get in and lay her egg.  This development completely discombobulated her.  The first day, she followed me everywhere and kept standing outside the hen house.  She came into the garage and tried to lay an egg up above the wood box.  She got up on the shelves in the tack room and tried to lay an egg.  It was very like the story of the 3 bears for Whitey that day.  The garage was too busy, the tack room shelf was too hard and the barn was just too strange.  I felt so sad for her that I went foraging for something that I could use to make a nest for her.  There were some buckets that my Dad had quite cleverly converted into chicken nests.  I put new hay in it and put it up on the shelf where Whitey nests at night.  That night, I went to check on Whitey and she was not on her roost.  The hay in the nest had not been disturbed.  I looked everywhere for her.  She is my favorite chicken (but that's our private secret, the others cannot know this).  All night long I kept waking up and thinking about Whitey.  Nellie, my dog, and I took a flashlight 4 or 5 times in the night and looked all over the backyard, in the little barn, in the big barn but no Whitey.  There has been a hawk terrorizing us and I was afraid that perhaps it had captured Whitey.  I was very sad.  In the morning, I went looking for her again.  I looked in all the same places but she was missing.  I thought I would re-check the backyard.  I decided to call her name just in case she was in hiding.  I called and then heard a tiny chit chatter....a little warbling brck, brck, brck.  I looked around and could not find her.  I followed the sound and realized the sound was coming from deep in the back of the bucket but the hay was pulled up so I could not see into the bucket.  I called again and my silly chicken worked her head through the hay and poked her little head out looking at me like "here I am silly Mom!".  I checked the bucket after she had climbed out to have her morning constitutional and there was a beautiful green egg. 

I had to share, I hope you are laughing at my goofiness.  I am going to bake some more yummies today.  I am going to post recipes later after I have created all that I intend to.  Have a wonderful day.

Tracy

Sad Week

Hello

I really hope that all of you are having a better week than I am having.  Have you ever been bombarded by bad things in your life all at once?  I know in the bible Job was surely bombarded much worse than I have been and that gives me the encouragment to know that God is in control and that everything that is happening in my life has been sifted through His loving hands.  He never leaves me nor forsakes me.  He uses all things for good for me.  I will see the work of His hand in causing all these things to happen.  I am reflecting today that I need to pray to learn quickly all the lessons wrapped in all these trials so that they will be over and I will not experience them again.  Do you know what I mean?

December is tough for me........really really really tough.  I am struggling to try to make December better this year but I have not had a good start.  December is the month of the year that I am always very conscious that I do not belong anywhere.  It always makes me very sad.  I hope that Will and I can start a new pack of December traditions that will remove the fear of December in me.  He is working nights all month though so I will not see him much this month.  Daulton leaves next week for his Mom's for the Christmas break.  I am going to spend the lonely blocks of time seeking God's fellowship. 

December 2 is the anniversary of my Mom's graduation into heaven.  I am secure in the knowledge that I know where she is and I know she is much better and happier there.  I miss her lots though this time of year because it has been two years and I can still hear her voice in my head exclaiming joy at the first snowfall, giving me advice on how to winterize everything, admonishing me to cover my head, put on house slippers and to not go out of the house with a wet head.  I am smiling while I am typing this to you because I really can hear her in my head. I miss her.

This week we had our first snowfall of the year and it was lovely to wake up to.  I have several employees sick so I had to work but then I caught their yuckiness and was running a fever so I could not attend the blessed TMBS Christmas luncheon yesterday.  Monday we found a hen had frozen to death in the snow.  She was Lucy Goosey and I feel like a horrid mother because I was at work and she was cold and I was not here to help her.  Yesterday, I went out into the little storage room where my outside dogs live and found one of my Mom's dogs, Taylor had died in the night.  I do not know what she died of.  She was only five.  I had bought her for Mom when she had first been diagnosed with cancer so that she would have a little puppy to bring her joy.  She did her job admirably.  I am sad that she has died though.  Daulton helped me bury them yesterday afternoon.  I was glad that Taylor can be in heaven with Mom. Yes, I am a person who believes that all dogs go to heaven whether it's scriptural or not.  I base this on God loving all of His creatures and in my own pollyanna way, I need to believe that I will see my beloved dogs in heaven.  I think that when I am heaven and discover that it might not be true, I will be in heaven and it will not matter to me by then.  Yesterday, one of our neighbors sadly committed suicide.  Yesterday was a completely awful day and to have a day like that with a bad cold and a fever........oh well, today is another day.  The sun is shining, the Lord who loves me is seated on His throne in heaven and I have many blessings to count. 

Today, Wednesday, I am taking Will to the dentist to have some major work done on a terrible tooth that is hurting him.  He is afraid of needles and they are going to need to give him anything possible to help him not freak out. 

I have serious doubts about my abilities and my worthiness for anything today. I do not feel like I am doing anything well so I ask those of you reading this to pray that God will speak to me in my quiet place and help me to yank myself up out of the doldrums and seek God's shining face in the midst of these trials.  Crisis is not fun.  My sister said in her blog this week that crisis makes her run back to God and see the blessings of life with new fervor.  I know lots of people in this world are disappointed in me today.  I really need God's strength to help me to be a person who even I can be thankful for. 

Sorry I had to vent in this blog and write these thoughts.  I hope you can read it and be thankful that you are not having the week that I am having.

Tracy

Total Contentment

Happy Saturday Everyone!

I am prayerful that all that read this are happy, thankful and as content as I am this morning.  I hope that you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.  Did you have any food mishaps? I did but they ended up being unimportant because everything is being gobbled up.  I love to cook.  I love to see satisfied happy faces when they eat my food.  I had my favorite Thanksgiving ever.  We decided to stay to ourselves.  I cooked happily all day Wednesday.  I feel so relaxed when I am cooking.  Do you ever feel that way?  We had Will's Mom over and enjoyed the visit. I think we have found a new Thanksgiving tradition.  This is the first Thanksgiving that I have ever stayed home and I loved it.  I made all of my desserts sugar free with the use of Stevia and Splenda.  They were yummy.  I will always do that as I love that I do not feel gross and sugar-loaded after indulging. 

I believe perspective about my life is so important to my being content.  Counting all the things that I feel blessed to experience and have is so much more productive than worrying about the things that are not in my life.  Everything is given to me by God and He knows all things.  Who am I to want more when I have all that He intends for me to have?

Perspective.......blessed or wanting, it really is a choice.  I recently hired the sweetest Philippine woman to work at the store.  She was telling me yesterday while we worked that conditions in her country are deplorable.  She said that there are not any jobs and that she sends what she earns back there to help her family.  She came here four months ago as a mail order bride.  She is 49 and her husband is probably 70 or 80.  She is so happy to be able to be working.  She had her first Thanksgiving Thursday.  She said, "I eat Turkey for first time, it good.  My husband say 'No Philippine food', but I have to have my rice and my fruit salad.  She said she is blessed that her husband is kind to her and his children are kind to her.  We all love her so much.  She is a sweet Christian.  She takes nothing for granted.  She LOVES Christmas.  She has had her Christmas tree and Christmas lights up for weeks.  She has been singing Christmas carols for a month or more.  She said that she has not ever seen snow except on television and that she is so excited to see it snow. I remember when I came for Christmas one year here to Oklahoma and I had not ever had snow at Christmas.  The weather man had predicted snow on Christmas Eve.  I was so excited.  I got up in the morning and came into the living room and looked out the window.  NO SNOW! Boo! I told my Mom that the weather man was on crack and came back into the bedroom to get dressed.  Ten minutes later Mom said, "Trace.....come see", I walked into the living room and outside giant fluffy snowflakes were floating down.  It was so beautiful.  We decided that we would have a day of watching the snow.  I built a huge fire in the fireplace, we turned the chairs around to sit and watch the snow.  She made a pot of beans. We stayed in our pajamas all day and watched old movies and gloried at the snow.

My Mom had a flower shop in the store.  I sadly am not talented at arranging flowers and so I have not been doing very much with the flower shop.  Yesterday, she asked me if she could decorate the store for Christmas using the things in the flower shop.  She said artistic people would be so thankful for all of the ribbon, baskets, flowers, etc., that are in the flower shop.  I told her she can play learning arranging and making gift baskets.  I told her that I will bring a stereo and Christmas music so that it can be playing in the store all month.  It is funny how someone's childlike joy can inspire me to be thankful and excited about Christmas.

I hope you have a wonderful Saturday.  Enjoy and remember no matter what you are blessed.  Focus on what is great in your life and you will be amazed at how much God loves you.

Blessings

Tracy 

Tired Tuesday

Good Evening

Today is a short posting because I was with 12 two and three year old children this morning and my brain is foggy.  I wanted to update on the adventures of Will and I before I forget what we did.

He LOVES his new position at work.  I love that he is not stressed.  Daulton loves that he only has to work 8 hours per day.  I cannot express my gratitude and thankfulness that God worked out his situation perfectly and in God's time. I really had confidence a year ago when we started praying for Will to be able to get out of his old position but like most people I did lose focus a couple times during the year as a result of impatience or frustration.  I rejoice in the way that God worked it all out though. 

At bible study we are studying Genesis and this week we were studying Genesis 18 where the three visitors come to Abraham's tent.  God tells Abraham that Sarah, Abraham's wife, will have a son when He returns the same time next year.  Sarah was eavesdropping inside the tent and laughed and thought to herself how impossible that was since she was worn out and Abraham was so old.  I was trying to think of a way to explain to 2 and 3 year old children that waiting on God's time and patience are good things.  I really believe that I failed.  I must admit that I am not the most patient person, or have not been in the past.  I am beginning to mature enough to know that anything that I want that is outside of God's will for my life comes at too high a price.  I did not make my point though to the babies.  I am thankful that Genesis will have several more lessons that involve waiting on God and so I will pray for wisdom and maybe I will be more successful next time.

This past weekend we worked very hard.  A water line in the big barn had been broken and so we worked helping to repair that.  We then went down to the little fishing lake on this property to begin the clean-up after the damage caused by the swamp monster.  We had to carry trees, limbs, brush and make piles to burn.  We cleared brush, fished trees out of the water and raked the shoreline to beautify it and make it much more useful for camping.  We made a decent dent in the process but we still have a long way to go.  Will was so sore that he hurt every step, every sit and every stand.  I did not work as hard as he did so I was not as sore.  He probably lost more weight than I did though, bummer for me.

Damage before. We carried all of these trees, twigs and brush and made burn piles.

 

 

 

 

 

 Boston is the dear little dog in the foreground.  Tonight, I could not find my horse, Flicka.  She usually comes running when I whistle but did not tonight.  I asked Will if he would take me to hunt for her on the 4-wheeler.  We thought we were taking an evening ride to find Flicka and then go deer spotting.  We got on the 4-wheeler just as Flicka crested a hill at a trot coming home.  She is my horse-dog.  After that we were going deer spotting.  We love to ride around on the 4-wheeler and spot beautiful deer crossing out of the timber to come to the lake and drink.  Tonight Boston was running beside the 4-wheeler and across our back pasture, we saw a gorgeous large buck and a doe.  We did not think Boston saw them at first but then he bolted.  He ran so fast that we could not catch him.  He chased the deer into the timber/forest and disappeared.  Oh my!!!! We were terrified.  We were yelling and whistling for him but did not find him for what seemed an eternity, about 10 minutes.  I felt like a parent who says when they find a missing child that they do not know whether to hug or scold and always end up hugging. 

All is well now, Flicka is home, Boston is safe and I am going to bed early.  Thank you Lord for protecting us all.


















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New job

Hello Everyone

I have been checking my stats and have found that I have readers from several different countries so I wanted to take this opportunity to thank you for reading my blog and welcome you.  I wish some of you would follow my blog so that I can meet you.

I have not posted a blog in November so far.  I had written the blog about the swamp monster several weeks ago but had not posted it.  Much has been happening in the lives of Will and I and I have fallen behind.

Firstly, Will has been going to school to get his CDL, Commercial Drivers License.  He wanted it to qualify him for a better position at his company.  God has richly blessed us in the most amazing ways during this process.  He studied hard and passed his written tests a couple months ago and then has been going to school to be trained and to be able to pass the gigantic tests to obtain the actual license.  The blessings come from all kinds of directions.  He was allowed to take a leave of absence from work to be able to attend the school.  His company does not usually permit anyone to do that for any reason, yet they allowed Will.  He has been wanting a job in shipping at his company for as long as I have known him.  His department is the most difficult department in the entire company and he has been there 11 years.  He was ready for a change and Daulton and I are ready for him to have a change. Last Friday, he called the Human Resources department of the company to ask for another week of leave.  The head of the department told Will that there is an opening in shipping and wanted to know if Will wanted it.  Praise the Lord!!!!! There was not an application or interview just the dream job for Will plunked in his lap.  That morning I had been thinking that it was going to be so difficult for Will to return to his department after being gone to the school.  I stood in my kitchen looking out the window with a feeling of dread and sorrow for Will but said a heartfelt prayer to the Lord that another position would present itself and the Lord answered immediately, he had the position offered that afternoon and secured by Monday morning.  God is so great.  Will said this is the best thing that has ever happened to him outside of accepting the Lord as his savior and meeting me of course!

Secondly, Will was feeling like he needed practice with the components of the test.  He called two men last weekend to ask if he could practice these parts of the test on their trucks and both men were so gracious and wonderful to Will.  We spent the afternoon with me quizzing him on the air break test and on the pre-trip inspection.  I know the parts of the truck now too!! Anyhow today, he was tested on all of the components that we studied last weekend and he passed all of them.  He now only has the driving which he will pass and needs some more practice backing and he is ready to start his new job! Halleluiah!  He has been so nervous but I took our fears and emotions to God in prayer also and asked that He would have total recall and a peace and calm and that was answered immediately also.  There is no detail of our lives that is unimportant to our Lord.  I am always humbled when I think of how huge, mighty and powerful that God is and yet the prayers of Will and Tracy are important to Him.

Galatians 5:22-26 ERV
²² But the fruit that the Spirit produces in a person’s life is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, ²³ gentleness, and self-control. There is no law against these kinds of things. ²⁴ Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified their sinful self. They have given up their old selfish feelings and the evil things they wanted to do. ²⁵ We get our new life from the Spirit, so we should follow the Spirit. ²⁶ We must not feel proud and boast about ourselves. We must not cause trouble for each other or be jealous of each other. 

We are in love with the Lord.  Have a wonderful day.