God is good…

I’m at home today.

This may not seem earth-shattering to you.  In fact, it probably seems rather mundane and not even worth mentioning.

It’s weird because it’s Sunday.  I’m at home on a Sunday.  I slept in today, drank coffee, and read my Bible.  Now as I’m typing this I’m listening to David Crowder Band’s Church Music album and watching my pups look out the window waiting for my husband to get home.

Oh, change of plans.  Now they’re racing around the house beating the tar out of each other.  Lovely. :)

Life has changed fairly dramatically for us these past couple of weeks, but we are constantly reminded of the goodness and provision of God.  Every day we are reminded that we are blessed and completely taken care of.  Our schedules are definitely crazier with me still working during the day but DH having gigs mostly at night.  We still try to keep Fridays open to make sure we leave that time for us to reconnect as a couple.  We also get Saturday mornings to sleep in and be lazy together.

God is good.

There’s a lot less stress in our house.  DH goes to services on Sundays without certain tasks hanging over his head (i.e. setting up the sound equipment, hauling the trailer to the school, worrying about media issues) and because he’s mostly just playing keys rather than leading his stress level has all but evaporated.

God is good.

We worry about finances, but this is the first pay period that we haven’t received a check from the church and enough money showed up this week (from gigs, rental property, and piano lessons) that it pretty much covers the paycheck we would have received.

God is good.

We have to make tough decisions sometimes now that things are a little tighter financially, like not being able to visit either of our families for Thanksgiving this week.  We went back and forth for weeks before finally deciding it would not be financially responsible for us to make the trip to Indiana that we were planning, and we were so sad about it.  Instead, we spent our weekly grocery budget and worked together to make a fabulous dinner with enough leftovers to last us a week.  We spent two days planning, shopping, and cooking together and had so much fun.  I introduced him to scalloped corn and he introduced me to pinto bean pie (which I had for breakfast with coffee, by the way).  We didn’t just make a dinner — we made memories.

God is good.

I could go on and on.  We have seen His faithfulness so often through this whole journey.  Yes, we get stressed, and yes, we freak out about the uncertainty sometimes.  Then we remember that we’ve never not been provided for.  How can we worry when we’ve always been taken care of?