Unless the LORD
builds a house, the work of the builders is wasted. Unless the LORD protects a
city, guarding it with sentries will do no good. – Psalm 127:1 (NLT)
“Sorry…” I uttered to my husband to let him know that the
nights I desired to be scheduled to work seemed not to be available as they
used to be. One nurse came back from being a Per Diem and decided to go full
time. She worked and wanted to work with the staff I usually worked with.
I was warning my husband just so he would know. That it was
getting harder to get in on weekend nights that I wanted. He didn’t want me to
work on weekdays. Knowing I was busy at home, tending to our needs. He
reassured and without a change in his facial expression just whispered, “It’s
okay.”
He was always supportive of me since being demoted in my
position at work. He knew injustices were rampant. Like in his job. Powerful
people seemed to prosper more. Everyone would try to fit in in a “Click” just so
they could get along with each other. Even if it meant crossing some lines. He
wasn’t that way. I wasn’t that way. With our lives changed and being renewed
when we were found by the Lord, we knew we were involved…In an unseen battle.
We used to do the same. Pursue those things that actually
never had a lasting value. And our lives changed when the Lord found us and
life for us, as individuals and as a family would never be the same. Our cares
were to keep ourselves in the love of God. Whether we had little or much of
anything, didn’t matter anymore. For we knew, by His grace, any of our plans
could fail, without Him.
I looked at the schedule and sighed…My cares I chose to give
to His hands. For He would be the One to direct anyone’s steps.
Feeling the achiness from my shoulder last night, my cell
phone rang and I saw it was one of the night supervisors. I picked up. She advised
me. She might need me this Friday though I wasn’t scheduled. It might be short of staff.
“I’m always available on those nights. Thank you,” I ended
our short conversation with true gratitude.
My husband sitting at the nearby dining table heard me and
looked at my direction and smiled at me as he whispered, “I told you…It’s okay…”
Deep inside, we both knew it was His provision. His Divine
blessing.
I remembered this song God gave me on June 7, 2003. Our old
house was already stripped of all belongings as we were in the process of
moving to another house. I remembered asking my son to help me finish with the
lyrics and he just said, “Thank You, Lord”. He was busy playing with his
keyboard and in soft melody that filled the barren indoor, the truth hit me
that without Jesus, our lives were like the empty house. They felt void. And
even when we gave in our lives to His love and friendship and gift of
Salvation, it still wouldn’t be easy for trials would still come at any moment.
But life with Jesus has an out-of-this-world reward: His promise of an
everlasting life to those who would love Him.
Mommy and Kristian’s Song For Jesus
I thought that I don’t need anyone
But my life has long been gone
Jesus, thank You for finding me
Your love fills me up completely
Chorus:
May Your love on me grow
For all people to know
Don’t want to be lost again
Help me be strong against all sins
Thank You for dying on the cross
But on the third day You rose
My life with You won’t be the same
Right path I’m walking on today
(Repeat Chorus)
He who goes out
weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves
with him. -Psalm 126:6 (NIV)
