We had a bit of a scare in my household yesterday that caused me to spend a lot of time being more thankful than I have been in a long time. I've been feeling some pretty uncomfortable cramping for the past few days. Now, I am certainly the first to admit that I am a worry wart, and can easily blow things out of proportion, so I kept this to myself for a day or two not wanting to overreact yet again. By yesterday morning, I was so worked up about it that I sat at my desk and cried until my wonderful husband called and told me that I neededto call the Dr. So, I did, and it turns out that after a sonogram and chat with the doctor, my ligaments aren't what they used to be since my little piglet camy via c-section. More tears - of joy this time, and we were on our way with new picture in hand of our growing little bug.
By the time we got home, we were both exhausted. Piglet is still not feeling well, and was down for the count (much to our dismay, we knew it would be a long night with her taking a nap!), we decided we should take advantage of the time before our dinner company arrived. So, after we said our goodbyes to my Mom (another lifesaver!), we headed in for a much needed nap. I couldn't sleep. Now, I was getting frustruated! I had 2 hours, and I knew I needed to rest! I had just read some wonderful posts about rest, and I knew I needed to do this. (Please jump over and read this - it will do you wonders!
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Now, as I lay there getting frustruated as to why, when I am seeking out the rest I need, I can't drift off to dream land. So, I started to pray. I was praying that God would help me to fall asleep and get the rest I needed. Not praying the thankfulness I should have been that my baby was ok! I stopeed, mid prayer, and asked God to right my heart about His timing once again. I thanked him for giving me the comfort of a Dr who took me seriously instead of telling me to wait it out, for my husband who moved so quickly to make sure he was there with me, and my list went on and on.
It was only then that I felt the peace of God's embrace wash over me, and relax my whole body! It was then that I stopped trying to fall into sleep to forget about the day that had happened, but instead, I began to think of all the things in my life that had started out as a "Why me, or us" time, and turned into an "Aha, because you are God" time. This pregnancy is a peerfect example of that! We were not doing this for another year! God laughed at us! I could go through all of those times just starting with my last pregnancy, but I would never expect you to sit here for days just to read it all!
My point, I guess, is that I always have my own agenda and go happily on my way with it until I am thrown what I typically perceive as a monkey wrench, but am starting to understand as God saying "hang on a minute, that's not how I want this to go". I am learning (perhaps the hard way, I am a bit stubborn!) that while I may have my own agenda, it would probably be a good idea to talk it over with my Boss before I forge ahead with it!
My challenge this week is to go ahead and make my plans, but tot hen take those plans and go over them with God. See what he thinks about what I'd like to do, and open my heart to make the changes He wants me to make!
Thank you, Father, for loving us enough to pull us by our collars and say "hang on, you need to do this my way!"
There are always so many things I have to be thankful for! 
