On Monday night we went to life group, and we started a new study on 1 Peter. We started talking about how trials in our life produce more faith, and to praise the Lord in ALL circumstances. Also I brought up the fact that sometimes I almost look forward in a weird way to trials coming my way, because from past experience, my faith is always so much stronger afterwards and I am always thankful for the trial I had to go through to get to the place I am now. Without trials there would be no growth. So I am trying to change my attitude to praise God in the midst of ALL things, good or bad.
This is something really small, but I got something out of it, so I just thought I would share. Yesterday I woke up feeling really sleepy in the morning, and just kinda off. But I got up and put on a smile and headed to work. I felt ok all day, I just seemed really hungry and the leancusine I brought for lunch just didn't cut it. I just felt funny. Well, after work I decided to hit the gym. I have really gotten off my regular gym schedule and I was determined to get back on, so even though things were starting to feel funny, I forced myself to go, even if it was a short workout. By the time I got home, I was beginning to wonder if my tummy was ok, you know the feeling, I can only describe it as questionable. I have been putting off cleaning the back yard, the poop from the dog was really bad, and the puppy had also gotten a whole roll of paper towel one day and tore it all to shreds in the back yard. So I decided to tackle it. I was able to get everything cleaned up, I had dinner on the stove, when Chris got home. I greeted him and then ran up to my room and stayed there for the rest of the night. I won't go into detail, but it wasn't pretty...AT ALL. I tell you all of this, because I found myself thanking the Lord. I mean it couldn't have been better timing. I was able to get pretty much everything done that I needed to, and Chris was home, so I could just worry about myself and not the kids. Also, although the time alone was less that enjoyable, I got to lay there and catch up on all the tv I had been DVR ing. So all in all, I was thankful that the Lord allowed me to get sick at the best possible time. The throwing up even stopped about 11:30, so I got a relatively decent nights sleep, and although I will probably just be laying low today, I am so thankful I am not throwing up anymore, that I am actually in a pretty good mood. So although this is a small small thing, I just thought I would share how God used my barf to bless me!
1 Peter 1:3-7
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope throught the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance tha tcan never perish, spoil or fade-kept in heaven for you, who through faith are shielded by God's power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith-of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire-may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.