Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Footwear Blessings and French Toast Failures

Yesterday I went to Shoe Carnival to look for a pair of baby boy cowboy boots. Yes, I know-my boys aren't babies anymore. But there's a good reason. They're for Mark and I (really!) LOL! Anyway, there were no baby boots to be found. There were, though, some really nice, leather everyday shoes for Ian and Jadon that were marked down to $5 each! How cool is that?!?! The best part is that Lynnea's gymnastics was $10 less than planned this month (who knows why), so I ended up paying a whole dollar (after tax) more than I planned on spending anyway. Gotta love those little blessings.

So, here's some of the encouragement the Lord has given me in my waiting. The first, Psalm 16:5-11, was part of my devotion time while watching the sun rise over the mountains in Wyoming: "Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance. I will praise the Lord who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me. I have set the Lord always before me. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body will also rest secure, because you will not abandon me to the grave, nor will you let your Holy One see decay. You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand."

The second is one that He gave me this morning. Last night was a bad night. I made breakfast food for the kids, since they were about to die without cinnamon french toast :) First I turned on the griddle, started the bacon, dropped a slab of french toast on the griddle and...nothing. I had plugged in the toaster instead of the griddle. Then, after everything was cooked, hot and ready to be eaten I realized that I had forgotten to purchase the all important bottle of maple syrup. The kids ate the french toast anyway. Mark ate eggs. I ate nothing. Lynnea had forgotten her book bag at gymnastics and still had homework, so I went back to the gym to get her backpack. On the way, I remembered that I had also not purchased supplies that I had promised my boss I would have by today. So...back to Walmart I went. I got the supplies as well as some much needed comfort ice cream. 34 is way too young to be losing my mind. Needless to say, I needed some encouragement. This is what I got:

Psalm 20: "May the Lord answer you when you are in distress; may the name of the God of Jacob protect you. May He send you help from the sanctuary and grant you support from Zion. May He remember all your sacrifices and accept your burnt offerings. May He give you the desires of your heart and make all your plans succeed. We will shout for joy when you are victorious and will lift up our banners in the name of our God. May the Lord grant all your requests. Now I know that the Lord saves His anointed; He answers him from His holy heaven with the saving power of His right hand. Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. They are brought to their knees and fall, but we rise up and stand firm. O Lord, save the king! Answer us when we call!"

As I typed out that last passage, I got to thinking. Yes, I know-big surprise. Over the past ten years, especially the last 5, I have sacrificed much of myself and my heart. I have to admit, though, that many of them, especially the past two years, have been with a bad attitude. And I wonder, how much of my sacrifices are acceptable because of that. I do repent wholeheartedly for that attitude. There can never be true sacrifice without a broken, contrite, and right heart before the Lord. No matter what happens during and after the waiting, may my heart attitude be pleasing and acceptable once again to my Lord.

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