On the drive home from seeing my mom, I was thinking about where I was five years ago.
Five years ago, my husband was laid off from his job. I was working from home part-time. My kids were 2 and 4 years old. We had just taken our house off the market, because it didn’t sell. I can still remember the intense stress that I felt. A few weeks after my husband was laid off, I was asleep, when I felt strong hands on my head and heard the words, “It’s going to be ok.” I saw a flash of my daughter and I walking through a house with big windows and sunlight, hearing my husband and son’s voices in the background. I could tell it was Spring, because of how we were dressed, the sunlight, and my daughter was taller. I woke up and sat upright. I woke my husband up and asked if he put his his hands on my head, and he said no. I felt this intense peace, and said, “It’s going to be ok”. I explained what happened. I wished and hoped it was sooner, but it wasn’t. And, things got worse, before they got better. I had emergency surgery two weeks before Christmas. I was recovering, when I received a call on the morning before Christmas. The message was clear, my dad was in the hospital, and I had to see him as soon as possible. He passed away, after I arrived at the hospital.
Five years ago, I had to make the choice to trust in God. I replayed the dream over and over in my mind, repeating the words, “It’s going to be ok”. And, it was. I realized that I had to trust in my heavenly father, because my dad was no longer on earth. I went back to work. We got an offer on our house. Seven months after my husband’s contract was ended, he had an interview and received a job offer at the interview, to start seven days later on April 27. We now qualified to buy a house. We knew the neighborhood that we wanted, and houses sold quickly. I received that qualification letter, and boom a new house came on the market. I knew this was our house. This was the house from my dream, 7 months earlier. We signed the papers a month later and moved in. I stopped working and became a stay-at-home mom. It has not been an easy four years, but it has been a great four years. We struggled. The best thing that happened was that we started going to a new church and our faith has flourished. Our relationship with God has grown so much stronger. We even reunited with family members, that we had not spoken to for years. We let go of past hurts and started again. I accepted the things that I could not change.
While I was driving home today, I thought about my visit with my mom. She was happy. I was happy to see her smiling.
I was also praying about my concerns, and the bible verse from yesterday popped into my head. God began a good work in me and will complete it.
He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ
–Philippians 1:6 (NKJV)
God brought me here, to my new home. God did not just drop me here and leave me. No, God is not done. Life is not perfect. My mom is not well. I have pile of concerns. I have faith that God is going to bring glory through the suffering, in only the way that God can.