Sunday, July 15, 2012
mum's prayer for me
"it's my prayer for you," says mum, and i'm cleaning dirty dishes with the phone pressed to my ear. "i want you to be an over-comer."
there's grease on the counter, and i scrub at it with my faded washcloth, the boys splashing in the tub and pretty sure one of them will start to cry.
trent and i fought last night, so hard he got in the car and drove away and i called his mom crying and she came over and sat with me. prayed over us when he got home, and then he and i, we clung to each other because it had been a scary fight. one that wasn't against flesh and blood.
"me too," i tell my mum, and even saying this is a victory.
and today the basement floods, and the sewer pump breaks, and trent and i are pulling out the carpets and the underlay and we're soaked from bathroom water.
and we don't fight. not once. we even joke a bit, and there is one point in which i nearly curl over and sob but my boys need me too much. so i ask God to keep me strong and then i heat them some soup and put on a movie and go back downstairs to continue pulling out carpet from aiden's room.
i can't think about us leaving for young life camp in five days, where trent is to serve as head leader for two weeks. no, i can't.
all i can think about is how i heard from God, today. how i heard him say, "be still and know that i am God," and then, as the sewer waters rose, "i am with you in the floods."
aiden laughs as we pull up the carpet and i look at him and see a boy who knows no fear. who is so confident in our love he has nothing to fear, and this is the key to overcoming.
to rest in God's love. even as the flood waters rise.
(linking with laura, michelle, ann, jen, and jennifer)
pray for us, friends? that we can make arrangements for our floors to be repaired, before we need to leave for camp on friday? thank you. may you live in love, this week, and always.
*watercolor painting of mother and child by e. wierenga; prints available here*