7.28.2011

God's Best

I don't have any new pictures to share with you.  Our week was full of early mornings at the park before it got too hot, training a two-year-old to not whine, getting and recovering from two month immunizations, organizing projects around home, and finally cleaning and laundry in preparation for my parents visit this weekend!  (Can. not. wait.)  Mostly we have just tried to stay out of this heat!

So I don't have any pictures to share with you, but I do have some thoughts.  I recently (as in a few months ago) discovered a blog that I am in love with.  If you've had a deep conversation with me recently, I've probably mentioned it or something from it.  I love how she blends the Gospel, mothering, and beauty.  She inspires and encourages me, and I don't even know her!

Anyway, one particular post has stuck with me over the last few months.  It's short, so you could hop over there and read it so that you understand what I'm talking about, but boiled down, its really all about trusting God.  Trusting him regardless of circumstances and finding contentment through trusting him. She writes one sentence that has been brewing in my mind and heart -  "He makes no mistakes; He never gives second best."

He never gives second best... I think about this all the time.  I am convicted and challenged by it.  Despite the numerous blessings we have experienced here, I confess that I have not trusted that south Texas is God's Best Plan.  Basically, I've been a whiny toddler about it.  I want to live closer to family.  I hate the heat.  I miss the seasons.  Friendships have been slow-growing here.  They have massive bugs here.  Life would be better in Kansas.  The grass is definitely greener there, literally and figuratively. 

You get the idea.  

So, as I am trying to teach my own whiny toddler, I am praying for a thankful heart.  One that trusts in the Lord no matter what, and sets him above and before all other desires, even the good ones.   

Psalm 16: 5-7
Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup; you make my lot secure.
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.
I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me.
I keep my eyes always on the Lord. With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.

1 comment:

The Frenchs said...

Megan, God is totally speaking to me through this post. I need it as I've spent the day in my own whinyness and distrust of God's best. Whatever that is! Thanks for sharing...now I'm on my way to go check out this blog you speak of! :)