the little things

Well, I guess its about time. Its been a while and there have been so many times I thought! That’s sweet , I gotta blog about that then I never do. But whatev’s here I am now. Ill start at the beginning

            So, some friends of ours got married and Chloe was their flower girl and let me tell you, that already beautiful looked absolutely gorgeous!  We were at the reception and it was probably 11:30 pm… not a lot was going on, I mean the usual, a bit of drinking, a lot of dancing, and Chloe comes to me SO upset, crying and sad. If you know me you know Im a sucker for that angel child. I asked her what was wrong and she goes “auntie Bec I lost me earring!” just so heart broken lol. All I wanted to do was fix it. her sweet little eyes just looked so sad. So here I went- on a hunt in a dark room of 300 tipsy/dancing people. Well, I started at the dance floor, no such luck. I know its silly, like really silly, but I was desperate and I wanted to fix Chloes little broken heart so I asked God to help me find it… ha ridiculous really, but I looked up, across the dance floor and there under a table was a tiny little glint – her earring.  I know its tiny but it just made me marvel. Such a big, big God and there are so many other things in the world… I don’t know I guess God just really reminded me how much he cares, even about those little, insignificant details. It made Chloe’s night, but mostly it just blew my mind. I cant believe what an incredible God we serve he is just so intimately close, and I think sometimes we miss it… or something I dunno. God likes to help with those little details I think. Sometimes we mutter up these little half hearted prayers without thinking that God will answer them. We limit him in his greatness I think – saying “he has bigger things to deal with” but we are still his children and thinking from a human perspective, wouldn’t we want to help our kids with everything, even those little things??

            Well that was a while ago anyways, a lot has happened since then. Quite significantly I moved back to Abby. Crazy- the last time I packed my bags and left Abbotsford I didn’t think I would ever be going back… but I got back to Lethbridge and I just missed it. I love Lethbridge, I LOVE being around my family and the kids, I am getting all teary eyed and homesick just thinking about it and I am still on the plane leaving Lethbridge. But something just felt right about going back. Honestly… I like the weather there. I like the scenery. I like the ocean. And living an hour from Vancouver and 10 min from the border. I dunno it came down to those things. I wish I could move all my family out there and then I would be set. That would be perfect! Anyways God has just been good in all of this! He has provided me with a place to live, I got accepted into Uni, starting Nursing Program studies in the fall. Its exciting. Life is just beginning.

            I have so much more to say, but I just don’t have time. Hopefully soon! Tootles guys!