Not by coincidence

So, I have been going to this Bible Study on Wednesday nights.  My teacher is just simply awesome.  She is one of the most godly women that I have ever known.  I have learned so much in the past 12 weeks.  Anyway, she was telling us a story on Wednesday night about her previous weekend.  She said that she had heard this new song called, "Blessings."  She really wanted to look it up on-line, but had to get out the door to head to a retreat.  She said a simple prayer - telling God that she really wanted to hear this song, but she had to get going and she would do it when she got back home on Sunday.  After having met some wonderful women in her small group at this conference, they gathered everyone there for worship through song.  Guess what the first song was?  "Blessings".  She knew right then that the Lord was talking directly to her - it wasn't by coincidence.

So, of course, I thought this was a pretty cool story, but didn't really think too terribly much about it after I left church.  On my way to work the very next day, as I was driving down the road, something came over me..the Holy Spirit I firmly believe.. and Kyle Ray came into my mind.  I immediately thought about Angela.  Then I just sat there and cried.  I had all of these visions of Kyle come into my mind.  His smile, his laughter, his seriousness, his gentleness, his genuineness.  I just simply cried.  Then I had visions of what Heaven might be like.  As we have talked in our Bible study on Wed night, Mrs Dianne has talked about meeting Jesus and how awesome it will be, how glorious it will be, how joyful it will be.  I envisioned Kyle in Heaven with this bright light that I simply can't explain.  I cried some more.

Then something drew me to the radio - something..again the Holy Spirit, I believe.. urged me to turn the radio up.  Guess what was on the radio?!  It was the song, "Blessings."  I had never actually heard the song before, but as soon as I heard it, I knew what it was.  I cried.  It is simply amazing how the LORD will comfort you even when it seems like the oddest time - while I am driving down the road, thinking about my nephew.  I knew right then that the Lord was talking directly to me - it wasn't by coincidence.

I miss you Kyle Ray.  I love you.  Thank you LORD for loving us and providing us comfort, even in moments we are sad and simply still do not understand.

Here is an excerpt of the song...

Blessings by Laura Story

We pray for blessings
We pray for peace

Comfort for family, protection while we sleep

We pray for healing, for prosperity

We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering

All the while, You hear each spoken need

Yet love is way too much to give us lesser things

'Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops

What if Your healing comes through tears

What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near

What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom

Your voice to hear

We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near

We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love

As if every promise from Your Word is not enough

All the while, You hear each desperate plea

And long that we'd have faith to believe

'Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops

What if Your healing comes through tears

What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near

What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

Funny & Serious

So, the girls have said a few things this week that I want to remember - a couple that are funny and a couple that are serious.

Story 1
The other day as we were driving to school, Ella and I were talking about Nana's birthday coming up. Here is the conversation.
Ella:  Well, mom, how old is Nana going to be?
Me:  She will be 63 years old.  [sorry mom that I put that in my blog :) ]
Ella:  Oh..my..word!!!
Me (astonished):  What?
Ella:  Oh..my..word!!!
Me (still astonished): What is it honey?
Ella:  Wow - Nana sure is going to be tall!

Story 2
Warning:  If you don't like stories about poop, then don't read.
Wednesday night when we were driving home from church, Mary Catherine said "ohhh, my hinny hurts.".  Well, we know that when she says this, she really means she needs to go #2 in the potty.  So, we get home and of course it is late and I have 3 kids to get ready for bed (Clint had Bible study, so he wasn't home).   I get Wesley upstairs. Next thing I know, Mary Catherine is running around naked and I remember that she has to go potty.  So, I ask Ella to help her out.  After I get Wesley's diaper changed and pjs on, he and I go to the bathroom to check on MC.  She is sitting on the big potty just hanging out like a big girl.  I ask if she is okay and she says very serious, "Yeah...I not done yet.  I need to go more."  So, I tell her that I am going to go put Wesley to bed and I would be back in a few minutes to check on her.  She says, "Ok" and smiles her sweet smile.

So, I read Wesley a book and then lay him down.  I head back to the bathroom to check on MC and much to my surprise, MC is standing on her stool in front of the potty, facing the potty, bent over, with her head pretty close to the potty lid.  I gasp at the thought of what she might be doing and quickly ask, "Honey, are you okay?" 

She turns around and as serious as she can be simply says, "Yeah mom, I just smellin' it."

Story 3
So, one day on our way to school this morning, out of no where, Ella and I had this conversation.
Ella:  Mom, I saw a little kid die.  I don't know if it was a boy or if it was a girl.  But they died.  And I saw God's magic.  He came down and got that little kid and took them to heaven.
Me [having no idea how to respond or where this came from]:  Oh my, so, you don't know if it was a boy or a girl?  What happened?
Ella:  I don't know if it was a boy or a girl.  But they got hit by a car. The car was going to fast.  It was sad.  But God took them to Heaven.

So, where in the world did this come from?  It never seizes to amaze me what goes on in their little heads and what comes out of their little mouths.