June 17, 2009

Matthew 7:7

"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you..."

The last few weeks have been, as is usual any more, extremely hectic. They have also been really amazing to watch unfold as they have literally turned my life upside down, in mostly good and still waiting to be seen ways. I won't go into a lot of details, but suffice it to say that things both in my home life and my work life that I have been praying about (okay, I'll admit it: nagging God tirelessly about) are turning around in sudden and miraculous ways, only after I'd given up all hope of ever seeing change. It has been a really humbling experience to realize that He really has been working, even in the little details.

Alas, all things in my life have not been going quite as well: namely that the last month has brought rain almost EVERY. SINGLE. FLIPPING. DAY and I am sick of it! I want to get out in my garden and not track 5 gallons of mud in on my special shoes I had to buy just so I didn't ruin every other pair of shoes I own. I want to sit in the sun in the backyard and look at my flowers the kids planted me for mother's day. I want to ride my bike, and take walks where I wouldn't come back looking like something the cat dragged in. Mainly, I want to feel like I live in Utah again rather than the Pacific Northwest in the rainy season.

Anyway, tonight I had to run to Ogden to meet my Aunt at my parents' house. Savannah is spending the next few nights with Lois and her girls' so that they can go to Space Camp. Once we were all together, the talk naturally turned to weather, and both Lo and my mom were sickenly upbeat about all the rain. "It's great for my water bill..." said one, while the other gushed about the crop of mushrooms coming in. I at least know where I get my usually sunny, "Pollyanna" outlook on life, but I draw the line at welcoming week 32 of rain.

As Evan and I left for the hour-long drive back home, the clouds opened up and began pouring down rain again. At one point I debated actually pulling off the road to wait for it to lighten up a little because it was so bad. Right about then I turned to Evan and exclaimed "I don't care what Grandma and Lois think, I wish God would make it quit raining!"

At EXACTLY that same moment, the rain stopped. Completely.

I guess I have this "ask and it shall be given to you" thing down pat! I wonder if that will translate into a winning lottery ticket anytime soon...???

2 comments:

Nicole said...

You are so funny!!! I love your posts you should write a book you are a natural writer!!

Lo said...

Okay, turn your natural talents to wishing for liver. (That's not something you hear often:)
I'm loving having your kid. She's funny. They were disgustingly anxious for us to leave when we dropped them at space camp.