I can't really relay the details of my emotional rollercoaster ride yet, but the bottom line is this: When a situation seems hopeless and frustrating, God is still in control. I called my mom crying about the situation (seems I've been doing that a lot this past week...geez).
"Why did God let this happen?," I wailed. "It seems like we take one step forward and two steps back. It's just not fair!" "If God cares for sparrows, how much more does he care for you?" Mom responded. "Don't put God in a box. He has a plan and a purpose that we can't always understand. But trust that He didn't allow this to happen without having something else in store for you and Chad."
And darn it if Mom wasn't right. This evening we got a call that will allow us to sleep a lot better this weekend. And this new opportunity is even better situation than the one we've been in.
God is God and I am not. Profound, I know. For some reason, such a simple concept is hard for me to grasp and accept. I allow myself to be overcome with doubt and uncertainty and want to solve everything on my own, when the truth is, God can handle things just fine without my two cents.
I apologize for being so cryptic at this point. I promise to explain better once things are settled.
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