Trusting

God has been teaching me about trust...every single day. It seems as though I am a slow learner and need constant practice.

Yesterday afternoon, A had a visit with his mom. I left work an hour early so that I wouldn't be late. Well, I sat in traffic and moved about 5 miles in one hour. It was the worst traffic I had ever experienced on that stretch of my commute. I called his mom and told her we were stuck, but I was worried that she wouldn't really believe me. Out loud, I asked, "Why would you want us to be late for this visit, God? I don't get it at all!"

He answered. Of course. He always does! Because we were running so late, I offered to 'supervise' the visit and take us out to dinner. David was home sick (ear infection and possible pneumonia- fun times!) with Lee (who is also sick) and so this worked well.

A was able to see me with his mom and I was able to comfort him as he cried and cried and cried when we said goodbye. This is another thing that I don't understand yet, but I am sure God will reveal to me at some point...why does this little boy have to suffer so much loss at such a young age? It just doesn't seem fair sometimes, but I trust that God's plan is bigger than I could ever understand.