I am reminded of lesson taught at a ladies luncheon yrs ago by my sister-in-law (now ex) she went into great detail about the..
The Story of the Potter and the Clay, how during the process of throwing the clay/we are spun around very rapidly and pressed uncomfortably, squeezed with the potters hands, pinched and pulled shaped and formed into what ever the Potter desires...
Isa_64:8 "But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand."KJV
Jer 18:6 "Don't I have the right to do with you people of Israel what the potter did with the clay? You are in my hands just like clay in the potter's hands. GNB
Well, I can say all of those things have happened to me and my family .. looking back for God to answer my prayer it was necessary, I know me well enough that if things would have been easy or simple, I would have resisted change..
I have never been more than 30 minutes away from my parents in Florence, Alabama. At the time I started the blog I was in Greenhill, Al.. in a little house I loved, had a job I loved. ***Note the I's.. my husband was in a job he tolerated, driving 80 miles to work (ONE way).
Since the ~prayer~ that year I was laid off because my oldest daughter had swine flu and she was one very sick girl that winter and then where my husband worked started going down hill because of the closing of so many video stores.. (they manufactured DVD, VHS) his pay was almost down to minimum wage. We were struggling.. the house I loved started falling apart.. Then last August my father-in-law passed away.. we drove out to California for the funeral, and on the way back to Alabama stopped to visit my cousin in Alamogordo, NM..
Well, after more 'pinching, pulling, squeezing' and some turning upside-down from THE Potter, we put all we could of our belongings in storage, thanks to friends we had a roof over our head and place to sleep. Then in November we drove out to Alamogordo,NEW MEXICO for Thanksgiving, officially homeless and jobless. We drove back to AL first of December and then back to NM for Christmas, then back to Alabama and officially in February of this year with tax refund we packed all and moved to New Mexico. Kevin now has a GREAT job,that he loves and for me it is almost to good to be true..(THANK YOU, LORD) we have found a place to worship and other than me physical having some adjusting to do.. Alabama is 570 above sea-level Alamogordo, is 4,350 above sea-level, humid Florence, AL, DRY desert in Alamogordo, NM. I have had more migraines since moving here than ever in Alabama.. I just keep praying that I will adjust quickly.. but GOD's hand has been with us every step of the way.. and I see it now more than ever... So I may just start now what I was going to start back then... Until later... hopefully sooner than later...