In one of my recent posts I talked about how I loved my job, “most of the time.” This is one of those weeks that is in the realm outside of “most of the time.” I have been riding a roller coaster of appointment times not working with my existing schedule. If I don’t take a signing that is offered to me than I don’t get paid. That simple.
Today I was totally stressing as appointments got canceled and I got offered many signings during the time slot that is already obligated by a prior commitment. I got off of the phone and full of emotion I said out loud to God, “I am so frustrated. What in the heck am I supposed to do?”
I heard my daughter Marissa, call me from the other room. She greeted me with a huge smile on her face and said, “mom, I did it! I’ve memorized all of my verses for school! Can you listen?” So there I stood as she began, “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life…Is not life more important than food? …Look at the birds of the air, they do not sow or reap… and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. ARE YOU NOT MUCH MORE VALUABLE THAN THEY?…Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?…For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father know that you need them.”
Tears were welling up in my eyes as she spoke. We embraced each other in a big hug, “mommy it will all work out. It always does.” It is so humbling to hear the truth from the mouth of the one I am supposed to be teaching.
Thanks for reminding me.
i love this.