Let me catch you up on my past few weeks and I’ll flesh out
this chapter of ‘a thankful heart’. A few weeks ago Sean and I finally moved out of my parents’ house.
The day after he came home from training, we went and signed a lease for our
first apartment, but apartments aren’t genies and we had to wait 3 weeks until
we could move in. We started collecting furniture and getting prepared for the
big move. Then the day finally came. Sean’s twin brother and his girlfriend
were in town during the move and with their help, my sister and her husband and
all the other hands on deck we got moved in. Longest day of my life. For real.
Just one thing was missing, our mattress. Sean was planning on picking up our
mattress on move in day, but called for directions to the warehouse and
Mattress firm told us to not worry about it, they would deliver it! Talk about
thankfulness – in 100+ degree heat you are THANKFUL for not having to carry a mattress
up apartment stairs. We waited, and waited, and waited. Come 8:30 when I was as
cranky as the wicked witch of the west, and the mattress store was about to
close – Sean called and they informed us our mattress would not be at our
apartment that evening.
Let’s pause there for a second. I KNOW that this blog is a
tiny snapshot of my life, and if this is all you know about me, I seem like the
saint of thankfulness. I’m not. In fact at this particular moment of my life I
was sitting at the sink washing dishes ready to poke a fork in the eye of the man who
told me I was going to have to sleep on the floor that night, but the story
does continue.
Sean has an uncanny ability to get whatever he wants. AKA Extreme
favor. Sometimes this is super annoying;
however, when you’re his wife and you get to benefit from the favor over his
life, it’s kind of awesome. By the time he hangs up the phone with the mattress
man, he had secured us a free upgrade to any mattress in the store. Um what?!
Yea, even over the phone his charm and good looks make people putty before him.
;-) Needless to say, we slept on the floor
for two nights and on the third night we have this mattress we could have never
afforded in our bedroom.
So what does this have to do with thankfulness? Everything.
Every night I get in my bed and silently pray, ‘Lord thank you for this
mattress.’ Because I know what it’s like to sleep on the floor. See beyond the
simple metaphor in this story.
I’m sure you know what it’s like to sleep on the floor. You
know what it’s like to be so exhausted and at the end of your rope, and you just
have to keep holding on, to God, and His promises. I’m 100% positive that at
some point in your life you have experienced a period of being faithful during
the ‘in betweens’. Can I tell you something? Your mattress is coming, and it’s
more than you could have ever paid for on your own. Amen?!
One day, you will be walking around in the fulfillment of
God’s promises in your life and you will lay your head down every night
thanking Him for it all, thanking Him that you don’t have to sleep on the floor
anymore.
Lord, make me faithful during my ‘in betweens’ Help me to
honor you with the little I have now, so that you can trust me with much. Help
me to not complain through the process of your sanctification. I know that you
love me, and will complete the good work that you started in me, help me to not
hinder that growth. Make me good soil. May every breath I breathe, in the
sunshine and the rain, glorify you.
Amen.
XOXO,
Lauren
