So that’s where I am right now.
Just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Do you know where that saying comes from? I didn’t until this morning.
“In the tenements of New York City in the late 19th and early 20th century, apartments were built with bedrooms on top of one another. It was common to hear your upstairs neighbor take off a shoe, drop it, and then repeat the action. It became shorthand for waiting for something you knew was coming.”
According to https://www.inc.com/author/melanie-curtin
I was chatting with my sister the other day, and we both agreed that we felt like we are just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Waiting for someone we know to catch the Carona.
Waiting for someone in our family or home to catch it.
Waiting for someone we know to die from it.
It just feels inevitable.
My mom told me the other day that we need to trust God. And she’s right. And I do.
The scary part for me is I know you can trust God, pray, believe & still not receive the healing you were hoping for.
Years ago I experienced 2 pregnancies, back to back, that I lost.
And I had prayed.
I had believed.
I had been anointed & prayed over in revival services.
I had gotten down on my knees and cried out for God to save my babies.
And He didn’t.
I know I am not alone in this.
And I know He works all things out for my good.
I know He is good.
He is faithful.
He has good plans for my life, for my family.
I know He hears my prayers.
I know His ear is inclined to my cries.
I also know that He can perform miracles & move mountains.
Sometimes those miracles don’t look like what we are expecting.
Sometimes He sits with us in out pain, He doesn’t miraculously take it away.
He walks through the fire with us.
I am so thankful for that. Thankful that we are never alone.
But I gotta be honest, I’m still praying for divine protection for my family, friends & church body.
I’m praying for this virus to miraculously disappear.
If He can make the sun stand still, part the Red Sea, heal a blind man, and rise from the dead, then this virus is not too hard for Him.
I’m also praying for strength to walk through the fire.
I’m praying to not just survive these scary times, but to thrive.
To come out stronger, with a deeper faith.
He always gives good gifts.
I lost two babies.
I put my dream of more children away.
And as most of you know, out of no where, at an advanced maternal age, I was blessed with twins. Who are truly a miracle in every sense on the word!
God is good.
We are His.
We are not alone.
And when the other shoe drops, He will be right there with us!
So wash your hands.
And trust God.
You are so loved!