Since we are practically together every minute of everyday and he is my best friend, I started getting suspicious. After he left to "run an errand", a huge smile came across my face. Awwww, he is buying me a present! I joke that my love language is gift-RECEIVING. ;) It is not Tim's love language so gifts are few and far between and it really stresses him out.
He got back from his errand with no wrapped package and no van. As we were going to sleep that night I said, "honey, are you going to surprise me with a new van???". He looked at me with a keep-dreaming-smile and said, "there is something I need to tell you".
Uh-oh. Not good.
"We have a snake in the back yard. I went to get a gun."
I am TERRIFIED of snakes. The boys are allowed to say hate about two things...
They can say, "I hate SIN." or they can say "I hate snakes."
Tim got home and grabbed his 'air rifle' (that is what he calls the pellet gun- I think he feels more manly calling it that) but the snake was no where to be found.
This actually really ministered to my heart as I have the same tendency in my trial... to look up at God and cry, "how could you do this to me? Why are You taking things away from me that I love?". And then it hit me, I SIMPLY CAN NOT UNDERSTAND what is really happening. BUT, I know that my heavenly Father loves me and has promised GOOD things to me. So, this trial is for my good. Period.
(Lake cracks me up. He is trying to do what Bubba does when he pulls his lips to make a crazy face for the camera. He is a smart little stinker. God has given me so much joy along side of suffering.)
"Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings."