I figured maybe I was just tired and cranky (but I went to bed at 7:30)...there was also a disconnect I was feeling from God. I had no idea why I felt so angry, irritated, annoyed. Today is like any other day, I had my quiet time with God, I prayed, read my Bible..I felt fine just a little "grr" and very sleepy. I still didn't get it after reading one of my sweet sister's blogs.
And then it hit me..God just dropped the answer in my lap
Sunday everyone layed hands on my husband and prayed for him. All those voices, raising to Heaven as one, I just knew God would listen...My dad stepped WAYYYY out of his confort zone to ask everyone to do this so it must have been God, right?!
I got so excited
Monday we had his two week check-up. I can't even believe it's been two weeks already. John is still broken, he's healing, but he's not healed yet.
Father I just want my husband back.
Don't get me wrong, we are so incredibly blessed. In the fall, we found out Monday that John dislocated his ankle but God made sure to pop it back in to place upon landing. John has minimal to no pain in his back. He takes tylonel or advil as needed but they were very surprised to know he wasn't taking the hardcore pain meds anymore. So praise God he is healing, no matter where my thoughts may take me, God is healing my husband. My dad did hear instruction from God to have the Church pray for my husband. This morning my flesh was just having a small temper tantrum.
Thank you so much Heavenly Father for showing me what was wrong. Father forgive me for this stupid temper tantrum I was having. I'm so so so greatful for the healing you continue to do in my husband. You love him even more than I do.
So I wait, and I pray and God continues to be in control of me and my family. I'm humbled that He would even care for me enough to meet me in a temper tantrum. His answer to our prayers continues to be "not yet" so we wait, because we know He has something much better in-store for us. We pray and we Praise His name for the plans we can't see.
I love you Lord