Even though we shouldn't need constant reminders that truly only God is in control of things, I do. Any second I can snap back into "I run my own life by my own power with my own will" attitude. I don't think God allows Livi to have seizures just to catch my attention. Obviously there could be a million other things that would do that, but we only understand who we are in relation to who he is when we have nothing else. This week I feel as if I have nothing else to count on. And I don't. He shouldn't be my last resort. He is the creator of the universe and He loves us. He should always be my first resort, but my sinful heart clings to everything else until it falls away before I look for him. This is a painful place to be, but a good and beautiful place to be.
Livi's finally getting ready for her nap. Its going to rain all day. Sounds like the perfect time to wait.