Four is a Beautiful Number

The number 4. . .




In my house the number four is a beautiful number because it causes me to count blessings on this Thanksgiving night. . .

All four dinner seats filled
All four plates full of food
Four forks and knives to wash

Why is 4 so special here at my house tonight?  Because for the last six years it has been missing many times. Last Thanksgiving the chair was empty. But tonight it wasn't.  It may go missing again, I don't know, but for today my heart sang. And now my arthritic knees will bend and head bowed and voice raising this one to the Shepherd who I know watches over him and all the others out there who are finding their way. I will once again ask Him to lead and I will patiently wait for I know God's timing is better than my own, althought it doesn't always feel that way, I will and do trust Him.  I don't know what the future holds, but I know the One who holds the future.

"We shouldn’t be praying for outcomes, but instead, simply praying for God’s will.”

(I can't remember where I saw this quote or I would give credit)

BUT. . .

This is something I have tried to practice for a long time now.  Sometimes I still tell the Lord the outcome I would like, (He knows it anyway), but ultimately, I want His will be done.
 I have learned that praying for His will gives me more peace than praying for the outcomes I want. I can rest in His will better than I can in my expectations.

 

This is why I can watch the door close, not knowing when it will open again.

I rest in Him, not the circumstances, and I am at peace.

 

Time to go lay down now after a blessed Thanksgiving day and continue to count my blessings.

 

I'll leave you with pictures of my day. . .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

~good night~