Wow, it's been ages since I have updated with a post not about a book I read! First of all, I should fill you in on what has been going on in my life these past few months.

My husband has been working with his "new" job for almost a year now, and while it is a great job, with a good deal of security, he wasn't pleased with it since he only had a part time position. We have been praying about a solution to this problem for nearly as long as he has had the job, for either him to be able to get a second part time job, or for me to be able to find a way to bring in income while staying at home with our young son, or for a full time position - just whatever God had in mind for us. We talked about the fact that maybe God wanted us somewhere else, maybe closer to our family, in another state. Maybe God didn't want my husband at that job, maybe He wanted him to be closer to home instead of having to drive an hour almost each way. Whatever He wanted for us, we knew that we just had to wait to see what His plan was.

And then we hit a bump in the road...literally. My husband was on the way home from work in his car that already needed a fair amount of work, when he was beside a construction truck. He heard a noise as he passed it, but figured it was just that the truck had hit a rock or something, and that all was fine. As he pulled into the gas station near our house to fill up, he noticed that there was a large bolt in one of his tires. And when I say large, I mean it. This thing was about four inches long! It's a miracle that he was able to drive all that way with it in his tire! Fortunately, his tire was easily replaced with the spare, but we knew we had to replace it soon. And we knew we had to find a way to do it on a budget that was less than when he was unemployed. Through careful driving, and alot of prayer and help from God, the spare tire lasted a few weeks, but our car troubles weren't over yet. The car was over-heating, but driving it carefully and making sure the liquids for the engine were kept up with allowed him to keep taking the 45 minute drive to and from work each day. Then, another problem.

At about 9 one night, my husband called me, telling me that he was a few miles from home and the car had broken down. He was able to call a good friend to pick him up, and thankfully, he had been able to get our car into a parking lot so it would be relatively safe for the evening. The friend of ours was able to lend us his car for a few days, but we'd need to get it back to him soon, so it was anything but a permanent solution. The following Sunday evening as I laid in bed, I prayed, asking God for a solution, whatever His will was, we wanted to do it. If He wanted us here, we needed something to come around, if He wanted us back with our family, we needed a sign showing us His will. I knew that we couldn't do this alone. But as I prayed for our financial situation, I had an enormous calm wash over me, a feeling that everything would indeed be okay.

The next morning, my husband got the call telling him he had a full time position. Earlier that morning, his mother had called, letting us know that we needed to pick us out a car and that she would buy it for us outright. As I prayed that day, I weapt, knowing that God had a plan all along, and even when we forget that He is directing our life, He knows excatly how He is going to provide for us. His providence is the most amazing thing, and it makes me think back to the verse in Matthew about how God cares for us.

"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?" - Matthew 6:26 (NASB)