Yesterday at the homecoming parade, I was smack dab in the middle of small, small town America and I was full of gratitude. Gratitude that over a year ago when we wanted to move....just about anywhere....and we were so displeased with Bob's work, our home, life in general, truly displeased...we stayed. Our house was on the market, Bob was applying for jobs and I prayed. "Lord, do you hear our prayer? Here I am scrubbing to keep this house clean for showings with 4 messy little people, Bob is VERY restless and unhappy with his work, we need out of this situation....are you there? Please release us from this!!" No answer. No release. Just silence. Day after day.
Still here, no real movement of any kind and I am full of gladness. My heart has changed.
Our children live in the country, go to a small country school, with a small country atmosphere, yet we are 10 minutes away from groceries and 30 minutes away from all the ammenities of a large city (including grandparents!).
Through God's silence I learned about contentment. To be still. Quit wanting for more, different, better, escape. I learned to be thankful for our little house on the prarie and to daily count the blessings rather than the annoyances. Bob's work environment has completely changed and his heart is changed too. What a gift! It was exactly the process we needed.
Just because He may not answer doesn't mean He doesn't care....Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers. Amen to that!
1 comment:
great story, girl! i totally agree with you. it can be incredibly frustrating when God doesn't answer (although He really is..) but He always has something amazing in store for us! and sometimes His silence can be a very small whisper, if even a "no."
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