In the past, I haven't included very many of my spiritual experiences in this blog, thinking those were appropriate for another space. But the nature of this blog and it's purpose and title convince me that there is no better place for experiences that are spiritual. If this blog is intended to record my learning and in order to better understand myself, this is an essential part of it. What better learning to record?
This last week I had just about had it. Rylan had a bad asthma attack last week and by Wednesday he was still grumpy like he always is after an attack and I was losing my patience with him (not that I ever have that much to start with, sigh). Evie was having a serious case of diarrhea, so not only were there lots of diapers to change but the poor girl had a wretched diaper rash from it burning through, no matter how quickly I tried to change it. When Trevor left me that morning, I was dreading the day. I could muster no enthusiasm for it whatsoever.
You know what though? Wednesday was wonderful. The kids were happy, we spent some wonderful time together, everyone started to feel better, the missionaries came over for dinner and they were fun, my family got bragged about and I was so happy to hear how well they were doing, and all in all I couldn't have asked for a better stay-at-home day.
I know it was a gift, and I'm grateful for the Lord's awareness of me and for His tendermercies.
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