My Help

I'm not sure where to even begin. Every time I make my way to the computer (feeling oh so guilty that I haven't blogged in FOREVER), I'm overwhelmed with the thought of blogging. Overwhelmed because there's so much I need to catch you up on....because my heart is so heavy...because I'm a slacker! :)

I have such a desire to share just what the Lord has been trying to teach me in the past couple of weeks. However, I struggle to put my feelings and emotions into words sometimes. Is it just me? Probably...

I think about a friend of a friend that I had been praying for. She went home to be with Jesus yesterday morning leaving behind a husband and 3 very small boys. My girls have driven me to an inexpressible amount of frustration this evening. I bet that mom would have LOVED to have stayed here to experience that...just to get to be a part of her boys' lives.
I think about a little 13 year old boy in our area that without the miraculous Hand of Jesus will pass away sometime this weekend. I bet his mom would love to be able to say that she was "driven to an inexpressible amount of frustration".
I think about a close friend of mine that LONGS so deeply for a child. How she got the call 2 weeks ago that her and her husband had been chosen for a unborn baby boy. They frantically tried to get things together on the legal end and on the home end after he was born 2 days later at 24 weeks. A week later he died. How she too would love that frustration.
What am I getting at? I don't understand what Jesus is doing. I don't understand the decisions He makes...the trials we are allowed to go through whether they are as huge as death of a loved one or as small as the daily frustrations of life.

I do know that He sees each tear we cry....He hears each cry for help that we utter....He hears each praise through each storm that we pass through...we serve an ALL-KNOWING God...a Compassionate God....a Loving God. It is NOT a sin to be confused by what He's doing because we do not have the mind of Christ. Therefore...

Psalm 121
"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore."