The bad news is our camera is probably dying. That's not so terrible, I know, but when Adelle is so cute, I never want to miss any stage of her growing up.
The good news is - there is always truly Good News!
I think it was last Friday that I had that feeling again. I have dealt with it for days off and on since before Adelle was even born: a feeling of discontent. I hate being anxious, but somehow it creeps in, usually after I've had a nice long season of growth and happiness. The worst part is that its always my selfishness that makes me discontented because I could always pray and have my burden relieved. That particular day, I was longing to buy a house before the tax credit is expires, even though we aren't even close to having a large enough savings, and then, there was that old desire to teach full-time, and have a "real" purpose, yadda yadda, etc.
Basically, I was busy that morning and hadn't gotten a quiet moment to seek God, so that afternoon, instead of seeking Him first, I was moping. Then, Jesse took Adelle into the kitchen, and I had some time to just be still before God in the bedroom. While praying, I felt lead to the book of Hosea, and I realized some of my moping was because I felt guilty for being discontent in the first place. The words I found there were like water to my soul. I was reminded again that no matter how far away I feel that I've strayed, God will never leave me or forsake me. Remember how Hosea was called to reconcile with an adulterous wife in the same way that God shows His love to idolaterous Israelites? He restores us through His love, too.
"Therefore I am now going to allure her; I will lead her into the desert and speak tenderly to her. There I will give her back her vineyards, and will make the Valley of Achor (trouble) a door of hope. There she will sing as in the days of her youth, as in the day she came up out of Egypt." Hosea 2:14,15
God is still pursuing, still restoring, still providing hope. That is something to sing about!
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