Monday, February 20th 2012
New Favorite Number: 139

I have just a few minutes. Not long. But i wanted to write very, very quickly and thank all of you. The emails and messages were all kind and supportive and I didn’t necessarily think that would be the case. There is a common theme, though. SO. To those of you who may be interested…

I actually AM doing as well as I sound. I am every bit as peaceful about the whole divorce deal as it seems here. It’s not that I have all the answers about the future, or something fantastic planned, or that I don’t have money concerns. It’s that I do not need the answers, the circumstances, or the plans all laid out before me before I can be okay with life. Even if this were a nasty divorce… it’d be okay. I’ve lived through worse. The kids have lived through worse. No one is in danger here. Not this time.

This IS a big deal. But compared to other stuff… eh. There were years where every single decision and word and action had to be filtered through prayer to know how it affected personal safety. Trusting to be awakened at night if necessary by a very real God, or trusting Him when it was okay just to sleep. So that’s where I come from. And maybe now you can see why I’m not really all that worried.

I don’t care if I need to sell the house or the cars or work full time or start a business… whatever is in store will be okay. I’ll be okay. The kids will be okay. I have no doubts about that, or about the One who I’m trusting to look after us. He’s shown me there’s really no need to ever question Him on that one, and so I don’t.

A couple weeks ago I was well beyond “sick” and was in bed, puffy and miserable. I’d used the last of my air to whisper my way through reading a book out loud to Seth-6yr. He played with my hair while I read about a team of sled dogs, combing his fingers through long sections of hair. “How many hairs do you HAVE, anyway, Mom? Because you have a LOT.”

I shrugged.

He said, “I think you have… one hundred and thirty nine hairs.”

I smiled.

He then proceeded to count slowly to one hundred and thirty nine, and for some reason, he spit on my face with every spoken syllable of the twenties. I blinked a little more and didn’t stop him.

Then he kissed the top of my head, very sweetly, and said, “Jesus knows how many hairs are on your head, Mommy.”

I cried. OH, but that got me!

The God who knows every detail of who you are will take care of you and be there for you, no matter what’s going on in your life, too. He loves you that much.



3 Comments on “New Favorite Number: 139”

crickl's nest
February 20th, 2012
5:13 pm

That is a great post….God will take care of you each step, so true. His love takes hold when life is hard…it’s good to recognize it and enjoy it. And the boys sound so sweet.

I’ve got several friends going through this now. It’s like the season or something. I may send them this link. I’m so sorry though, it’s always hard.

God’s best blessings to you,
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February 20th, 2012
6:22 pm

Seth-6yr has outdone himself. That is absolutely the sweetest thing I have EVER heard. (How many times have I said that?)

I’m so glad that you have your boys and that they have you … and that all of you have God to help you through this.
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Mother T
February 21st, 2012
6:36 am

“Out of the mouths of babes…” Seth really was the mouth-piece of God in that moment! Still covering you all with prayer!
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