So, we're throwing a party over here.
A break-out-the-chocolate-chip-cookie-mix and
play-that-funky-worship kinda party!
God answered our prayers and Joel found work.
It's temporary, but we're praising God for it and we know
He is able to bring the right job at the right time.
He is Able. Period.
I'm all for celebrating when God answers prayer...
and even when you're waiting on the answer.
Last week was intense for us, lots of prayers and tears and
trying not to worry but sometimes failing miserably.
I remember waking up last Wednesday and thinking
"I am not going to allow this spirit of despair to steal my joy
and my peace."
I gathered the kids together and announced that today was
going to be a day of rejoicing.
All day long.
God is good and always worthy of our praise.
Of course, they were all for it as long as it meant lots of
loud praise music, dancing, and beating on pots and pans for
long periods of time.
And it did.
We shouted hallelujah.
We danced like we had no cares,
beat homemade drums
(till mommy got a head ache and hid every
last spoon in the house),
played the kazoo. And the air guitar too.
It felt right.
My faith needed the boost that
praise always brings.
My heart needed the peace.
I pray I will sing of God's glory
in every season of this life.
"Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise; his greatness no one can fathom."