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Waiting

"I'm waiting, waiting on you Lord
And I am hopeful, waiting on you Lord
Though it's painful, patiently I will wait."

I want to be obedient to the Lord. I have been falling short, however. I have been trying to make my own path, and plan my own future. Today, I was reading a book and it talked about not putting a period in our lives where God has placed a comma. I loved that! That is what I am doing. There are some exciting opportunities on the horizon, but because of my fears and insecurities I have taken this time of "waiting" as a sign that God was closing the door. Maybe He is, but maybe He isn't and I just need to wait...

I haven't had much chance to blog lately. We did get our laptop fixed but our internet no longer worked, so we still have to get new internet...Things are going well at the Powers home. Evelyn is learning about farms this week and next. We are doing some fun projects including; marshmallow sheep, oreo cows, milk experiments and learning about "The lost sheep". We are also going to talk about how God's word says that His eye is on the sparrow, which is not a special bird in any way...but God watches even the lowliest of creatures, so we know that He is mindful of us.

Beckett is seven weeks old now and weighs over 15 pounds! He is a chunk...and I love every roll and dimple on him! He slept five hours straight last night, a huge accomplishment for him and mommy :) Evelyn loves "bubby" as she calls him, and is very kind and gentle to him. She needs reminders every now and then about being soft with him, but for the most part really understands and fully accepts her role as big sister. She has a very tender heart, and I am so proud of the way that she wants to share (everything!) with bubby, wants to know where he is at every morning when she wakes up, and prays for him before bed each night.

Life is good...and in those moments when I start to feel overwhelmed, I try to remind myself that this is a phase in my life that will pass all to quickly...and when it does, I'm going to wish I could have it back.

**Teachable [Mom]ent** for the day:
God is in the waiting with us, asking us to be patient, and not give up too quickly. He has a plan. He wants what is best for us. All things work together for good to those who love Him.

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