What a strange 10 days in my life!
In a nutshell, I had what appeared to be an attempted break-in at my house during the final night that my husband was planned to be gone. Over the following week we prepared for our move and closing on our old and new home. I watched as our belongings were packed up and loaded on a truck by people I did not know (moving company). While driving half of our children (my husband and sons were in the other car) to our new home in a new state, I was nearly sideswiped on the interstate and almost flipped our van as I swerved and tried to recover from avoiding the crash. Later on that afternoon, we arrived at our new home which I was then seeing for the first time. Not to mention last minute financial hang-ups with both closings and illnesses among our family to name a few.
From the outside, it seems insurmountable. A strange twist of fate, random events that make one want to stick their head in the sand. Threats to take away so much.
However, I do not believe in fate nor do I believe these were random events. My life is held in the One who created me, and knows the number of hairs on my head. Yes, the Lord quieted my spirit when I was trembling inside, and reminds me that He watches over and out for me. He is a good and faithful God. I do not understand why He protects me from some pain, but not others that I think He should. In recent months I have had more questions than answers. However, the Lord has taught me that His wisdom is beyond measure. He is threatened by no one and no circumstance is out of His control. It is why He is God and I am not. For that, I am grateful.