What.
A.
Day.
What a totally, unbelievably emotional day.
I just have so many things troubling my heart lately, if I don't soon unload, I am going to burst.
I know that God is in control. He has it all in His hands.
But I must admit. . .my name is Lynn Mull, and I tend to have control issues.
I want to "fix" things.
I want to erase hurt.
I have a dear friend who is watching her son slowly succomb to cancer--a disease that is cruel at best. I've spent many hours praying for both of them, thinking of the horror I would feel at having to bury my child.
Then I go to church only to find out that a young man that I baby-sat from the time he was born passed away this morning. Out of the blue. And, what's so unbelievable is that his mother and I were JUST discussing him as a child while waiting for service to start.
Yet he was dying. . .
I don't understand God's sense of humor.
I didn't hear much of the message after that announcement.
And while I am still trying to wrap my mind around all of that, I run into a friend in the parking lot on the way out.
She proceeds to share with me what a blessing and an encouragement I have been to her. I want soooo badly to look around behind me to see who she is talking to. Me??????? If I'm her source of encouragement, that is sooooo scary! I know I turned a hundred shades of red. I don't do compliments well. I guess it is because growing up, I wasn't used to getting them.
I'm so unworthy yet I must admit, it really felt good to have someone say those things to me.
Secret Encouragers have come to an end. Sigh. I have sooooooooooo enjoyed spoiling my "Secret Friend" (I hope she's reading this!!) I have just about decided to ignore the rules and just keep spoiling her anyway. . .chocolate, books, candy corn, all her faves. . .hmmmm.
And to top off my super-emotional day, MY BOY IS HOME!!!!! He has been to Camp Sonseeker for three days. He always has such a great time, but MAN, do I miss him!!! I just want to cuddle up with both of my babies tonight and shelter them from the world.
Deep breath.
Sigh.
God is in control.
Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? ~~Matthew 6:26