Wednesday, October 24, 2012

God is Funny Sometimes

James is one of my favorite books of the Bible. 

I grew up doing Bible Drill at church, and one of the first verses I memorized was James 1:2-4:

Consider it pure joy, my brothers, when you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking in anything. 

And boy, have I faced some trials this week. While I absolutely know that God doesn't give us more than we can handle, sometimes I wonder {oftentimes out loud}, "God, I don't know about this! I think I'm at my wit's end!" 

So obviously Monday was a bad day. I don't really want to get into details, but let's just say that I cried. A lot. I felt defeated, upset, frustrated, angry...the full range of emotions. 

But as I was driving home, I couldn't help but notice the beautiful Texas sky. And all I could think about was Ecclesiastes 3:11: 

He has made all things beautiful in His time.  

All things. And all evening, I kept singing the hymn, "In His Time."

Isn't it funny how He puts something in our heads and on our hearts when He wants them there? I just kept thinking, "Okay, God. This is your time. What happens to me is all in your time. Not mine."

And again, He doesn't give you more than you can handle. 

I've recently had some really bad dizziness spells. The first time, I was turning around to lock the door to our apartment {before we moved} and I had a rush of dizziness so bad that I fell down on the ground. Following that, I was just constantly dizzy, but didn't have one of those black out dizziness episodes -- until last night. 

I was driving on I-35 home and another rush of dizziness came over me. The road got squiggly, my depth perception went away and I didn't know if I was even driving in the correct lane. It went away about 20 seconds later. 

And that is scary, y'all. 

The first time, I brushed it off as a mix of stress and hunger {and even thought, "Oh, gosh. What if I'm pregnant?!" I'm not} but the same thing in two months is scary. So, I called my general practitioner and have an appointment with her next week to run some tests and figure out what in the world is going on. 

I called Brandon after the "spell" and just cried. And cried. And cried. If there's one thing I absolutely hate is not knowing what is going on with my body and why. 

Once I got home, I went out the front door to check my mail and saw a big gift bag on my front porch. I ran over and peeked inside, and what do you know? My friend Kimmie {who had no idea about the dizziness, only the Monday incident} had left a huge bag full of individually-wrapped homemade brownies and a sweet note for me. 

I broke down in tears again. 

I am so thankful He gives us good friends. 

I skipped the gym last night and just laid on the couch. And this sweet little boy laid right next to me all evening. He never does this, and I swear it's because cats just know. 

But let me back up. 

Once I checked the mail and inhaled two brownies, I was going to sit on the back porch and just relax while I let Oliver run around in the backyard. 

So, I called Oliver, opened the back door...

...and a lizard fell on my arm. 

If you know me, you know that I absolutely hate lizards...or any reptile and/or amphibian for that matter. 

So of course I screamed bloody murder and waved my arm around like a frantic idiot to get the lizard off. The lizard fell off my arm, and what do you know? Oliver comes running up, picks it up with his mouth and runs to our {not-yet-unpacked} study with it. All the while, I'm literally standing {I kid you not} on my sofa going "ohmygoshohmygosh!"

I then walk back to the guest room, and Oliver is PLAYING WITH THE LIZARD. Not eating it, like a normal cat. Playing with it. 

So of course I took this video from a safe distance (AKA: the door). 

After this, I ran into the kitchen and got a Tupperware bowl and got as close as I could to the lizard and threw the bowl on it. And Oliver bats the bowl off and continues to play with the lizard, who at this point is playing dead. Side note: It was not dead. 

I kept thinking, "Okay, I have got to get this thing out of my house. And Brandon won't be home for another 30 minutes. What do I do?!" 

So I ran across the street -- barefoot, I might add -- to the neighbors' house, as I knew they had twin boys who would love to play with a lizard. 

I explained my situation and the mom just laughed, turns around and yells, "Boys! Come here! Our sweet neighbor needs you to get a lizard!" They come running, "Ooooh! A LIZARD!!!" 

Needless to say, they came in my house, picked up the lizard {much to Oliver's chagrin} and threw it out the front door. 

After the proverbial dust settled, I thought, "Hmm. You know, God really has a sense of humor." He knew that I was having a rough day and just needed a little laugh. 

So while I'm carrying my big load this week, I just ask for prayer. Prayer for my "Monday situation" and prayer for my health situation. Of course, I'll update you all as soon as I know something -- and I'm hoping it's just that I'm anemic or have low blood sugar -- not something more serious.

God doesn't give us more than we can handle, but I'm at the end of rope, have tied a knot and am hanging on. 

1 comment

  1. hope everything goes ok with your dr. visit. I will be praying for you! I had a similar episode with dizziness, ended up being my blood sugar.


© Life as the Mrs.
Blogger Templates by pipdig