Gratitude - Day 2

I'll start off with - this was a trying morning for me.  I was DEAD certain that I had accidentally thrown away 3 of my memory sticks.  2+ years worth of data, music, pictures, 2 semesters worth of homework.....  All of it is pretty much irreplaceable.

I have them on a large 3 D-Ring because for some reason, this semester, I'm having a TON or problems keeping track of them.  Soooo, I thought it'd be so SMART to attach them all TOGETHER.  Good idea, RIGHT?  Yea, I thought so too.  Till I was dead certain that I threw them away last night.

I was getting my things together this morning to head out the door, switched school bags for the 3rd time and realized I couldn't find my memory sticks.  Maybe there are in the car.... NOPE!  Not there.  Rechecked the school bags.  Rechecked my pencil case.  Dropped Nora off at Daycare and came back home to check again.  NOWHERE to be found.  As I was looking next to the recliner, I heard:

"trust me, they will be found."


GRRR!  If they are going to found, where in tarnation are they? 


Now to back up, and tell you why I thought I threw them away.  On Monday, I walked out of school with them in my hand.  When I got to my car; I placed my binder, school bag, and everything else I had in my hand onto the passenger seat.  Got myself into the car and went to get gas.  I paid inside, and before heading in I grabbed a bag of trash and threw it away without looking in the bag.  So this morning, when I could not find the memory sticks - I was sure they accidentally got thrown in the bag, and ended up in the trash. 


I prayed for them to be revealed.  I had an appointment, and the gal I had it with prayed for God to show me where they were, and for them to be found. 


Got to school, and started taking out what I needed.  Started chatting with the girls and was telling them about my morning and the memory stick drama, when I went back into my bag for something and low and behold - there were the memory sticks tangled up in my headphone cords. 


I should have rejoiced over the lost that was found, but was so frustrated with the energy that was wasted on worring and trying to find them.  I was trusting God that yes, they would be found, but yet all the while I was certain that they were gone forever; so is that REALLY trusting?  To the point that I ran in to Walmart to buy a new memory stick, only to have my cash card declined.  I found out after some panic that the money I THOUGHT I transferred last night, didn't actually transfer - I had an error but didn't see it before closing out of my banking account.  Gods way of telling me I wasn't going to need it the new memory stick?  I think so. 


So, after that; what am I grateful for. 


I'm going to start right off with - Hearing God speak to me. I hear him all right, when He told me the lost would be found; but I didn't TRUST Him.  I went on my own; and wasted a ton of energy worrying about them.  Is there a teaching in there?  I think so.  In a way, I think it was a test also.  I'm not sure if I passed or failed though. 


Next, I am so thankful for the innocent comments from Nora.  She doesn't always know the meaning of things that she says yet.  When she is doing really well with potty training, I tell her that I'm so proud of her.  Well, she's been listening to me.  This morning, as I was finishing up getting her dressed - and trying to get her to put her socks on - she turns to me and tells me, "Mommy, I so proud of you." WHAT?  Where'd that come from.  I asked her to tell me again what she just said.  And, she repeated it.  I asked her then if she knew what that meant.  And no, she didn't.  So, I told her, 'it's when someone does something really good, and it gives you warm fuzzies on the inside.'  Her response?  "Oh."  And then she runs to me and give me a great big hug.  I love some of the things she tells me. 

And last for tonight, sorry but it's getting late and I'm SO ready for bed tonight - I am so grateful for good memories of times with Jim.   I was on my way to school today and noticed a herd of cows in a field.  I noticed the ones that we refer to as "oreo cows".  The front and back are all black - and a band around their middle is white.  Hence the name.  : ) When we traveled, I would get so excited to see these cows!  I still giggle when I see them.  They are actually a brand of cow if ya'll wonder..... So, today when I drove by these cows, I was of course saddened by them but also thankful for the good memory.  In the past few weeks, I've had the bad ones crop up so it was really nice to have a good one. The are there.  It just seems like sometimes it's so much easier to recollect on the bad. 


So - there's my day.  In a nutshell. Blessings all.
Jen