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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Good Things

The past couple of days have been a whirl of happenings. Sunday night my parents left to go back home and an hour later we got a call from Dan's father that Steve's father was in a coma. I started praying the second I heard Dan's voice lower, I just knew it was about Grampa Bambrick and it broke my heart. We'd been praying that he would accept Jesus as his Savior before he passed but he went into the coma and never came out. He passed Sunday night. Our only hope is that something got through to him in those last days. Hope, hope to see him in heaven. Hope is a good thing.

Thursday the kids and I will attend the funeral, Steve and Joanne have been through so much lately I think they're just running on fumes, they're just too busy to realize it. I am hoping I can be of some use while we're there, at least bringing the kids with me should help cheer up Andrew and Alyssa. Joanne said Steve was surprised and happy that we could come down. We're family, family supports each other.

So, tonight I'm doing work getting ready for my second interview with Drexel. I'm presenting them with a new home page design, a postcard design and maybe an email and information sheet design as well. We have been praying that God's leading will be very clear on this job. It's a mystery to me how He works... every once in a while I like to think I get it and I'm making the right and logical decision and then He throws in something else.

I'm learning to give the control over, but I have to learn it over and over and over every single day. I'd like to think I'd get better at it, but I don't - all I can do is pray - I'm hopeless with out His help. There's something horribly horribly wonderful about not being in control. I don't have to make this decision, it's not up to me ... it's like that saying that I've heard since I was a teenager "I'll do my best and let God do the rest". I don't think I really knew the full implications of that until now... it always sounded trite and fake, but stepping up and actually doing it... no way, that's the real stuff the hard stuff, the gritty stuff living up to promises involves.

posted by Heather @ 9:20 PM

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