pulling up
This has been a big week for us. Sam is doing all kinds of new things and this week it was pulling up on the side of his crib. Mommy helped him the first time, and then when he realized that he could do it, he decided that he really liked standing there. He even tried it one handed (before he fell back down). No problem! He pulled right back up! Unfortunately, Daddy has been in Niger this week, and he’s missing out on a small first.Today at church our pastor talked about worship. As I knelt at the altar and sang, “You are worthy.” I told God that he was worthy of my sacrifice. To me, being alone in my house has been a sacrifice, but I’m willing to be alone because I know that having Dave gone is just a step in the big picture for us. God is calling us to Niger, and he is worthy of our obedience, whatever that means. This made me cry, but what me cry harder was what God said to my heart in response. He said, “I AM worthy of your sacrifice, but I also want to walk through it with you. You’ve been so busy taking care of the house and the baby and the dog that you haven’t stopped to let me walk with you through this. As much as you love Sam, I love you exponentially more than that. I delight in walking with you through your loneliest moments.” I have been so strong and I’ve been working so hard, that I’ve forgotten to “pull up” myself and allow the Lord to minister his love to me. So, now that I remember I can do it, I plan on reaching up more often and letting my father minister his love to me.
