He cares for me!

Before I go into explaining the title of this post, I have to start with explaining my very hectic day. It's a day I'm sure lots and lots of moms can relate to....packing as much as possible into a day and leaving NO time to deal with a meltdown, tantrum, etc!

I realize I'm lucky to not have to set an alarm for one more year. We are blessed with afternoon kindergarten. I take advantage of the fact that my girls will typically sleep in to 8 or so. Any wise person would get to bed at a reasonable time and enjoy a nice night of sleep, but not me....I stay up too late catching up on blogs, reading the paper, folding laundry, etc etc. so I'm tired in the morning and I'm not a morning person. Anyway, apparently Megan had too much fun this weekend and didn't get enough rest because she was in rare form this morning. When she's over stimulated or tired, she gets quite the attitude. She fought me on everything. I was determined to get to Lake Shore this morning for my class, so I tried to get the girls ready, get their lunch packed and get out the door.

By the time we left, we were 10 min late, Megan had lost TV watching and taking the bus to school(her favorite thing) thanks to her mouth that wouldn't quit. Kate had fought me on what she was wearing and I was frazzled. I did make it to class and from there it was a race to get Megan fed and to school, deal with a wardrobe issue, race back home, race to Mom's in Touch (a wonderful prayer ministry), drop off my application for volunteering at Megan's school and then play a quick game of "beat the bus" to get Megan picked up from the bus stop...phew, I'm tired!

So, there was a little snafoo while dropping off my volunteer application. They needed to see my driver's license. Not a big deal, I'll go run out to the car and grab my purse. After I had dumped most of the contents of my purse on the counter of the school office, it became apparent to me that my driver's license was not in my purse. I had no recollection of taking it out and no possible clue where it could be. I smiled politely to the clerk and told her I'd have to come back another time with it.

As I was heading home I felt defeated, tired and completely frustrated that I had no clue whatsoever where my license could be and also just from the craziness of the day. I was talking out loud about these frustrations to Katelyn and I just started praying out loud with Katelyn. I prayed that God would reveal to me where my license was. I was literally still praying and I knew exactly where it was. It was in a weird place and had God not revealed to me its location, it would have been a LONG time before it was discovered. It was in my big beach bag, the bag we used to take to the pool at Lake Shore all summer and on that last nice weather day, the girls and I went to Klineline to put our feet in the water and play in the sand. I had thrown it in there so I didn't have to take my whole purse with me in the car. It had been over a week since that outing and we all know the sun is long gone and the bag was tucked way for next summer. I drove home and went straight for the bag and there it was, my license just where God told me it was. I felt so cared for and loved by my Heavenly Father. It was a silly little thing, but it just meant so much to me that He heard my prayer and answered it so quickly.

Cast all your cares on the Lord and He will sustain you....." Psalms 55:22

Total side note....tonight when I was putting Katelyn to bed I asked her "What do you love best about Mommy?" (yes, I was needing some mommy props and am not ashamed to admit it) She answered, "your eyes!" and then I asked her, "no, what do you like best about me on the inside?" She answered, "your teeth!" OK, I guess that's what you get for begging for a compliment! I got a good laugh and that warmed my heart!