Coming back can be so difficult.

I made I conscious decision a little while back... That I was to give up on my blogging, for a while. My life has changed a little, and when I say a little I mean completely. My time has been stretched so thin, my goals have been rearranged, and my priorities somewhat put in order. But lately I have been having this itch, the blogging itch. Things happen and a blog is created on my head, I also would like to start again so that I can keep up with the little things that happens in the kids lives. So I am attempting to be back, I am not making any promises. But there will be a whole lot of catching up, so bare with me.

One thing that has been on my mind lately, is something that happened a couple of weeks ago. I was having a very rough week, a trying one. The devil was working on my confidence as a wife, mother and woman. The weather man announced a really bad thunderstorm for the following day. The running club at Spencer's school was canceled, and when I woke up that day, and saw the sky I immediately thought... "red sky in the morning, a sailors sure warning!"

However... The day turned out to be beautiful, I took Spencer to school, went to the gym, went to lunch with my husband, never saw a cloud in the sky. The thought of a bad storm was the furthest thing from my mind. After I picked up Spencer from school, we were very tired from a long busy day... Stephanie went to bed, Annabelle was asleep, and Spencer was going to watch How to Train your dragon! So what better time for a little nap.

I laid down in bed, and closed my eyes. When a feeling came, then a still small voice. "get your car in the garage" I sat up in bed, right away. And under my breath said, "are you kidding me? have you seen the size of my car and the status of my garage?" as it started to rain, this time that feeling came a little stronger, get it in NOW!

I jumped out of bed and ran to the garage, started throwing things to the sides, piling thing on top of each other even the motorcycle was moved faster then has ever been. Spencer was screaming asking me what I was doing, and a little scared to see his mom going so crazy. I grabbed the keys ran to the car in the rain that was now strong. and put my SUBURBAN in the garage. The garage door did not close but it was enough, as soon as the car was in and I opened the door to get out. baseball size hail was falling from the sky. I have never seen such thing. I didn't even know it was possible.

As we sat there looking out the door, I stood amazed and reassured that God lives, and he was watching out for me. Even after all the signs, he gave me clear direction of what to do. And when the time came, I was able and worthy of such inspiration. Now you may think... "well it's just a car, or the insurance would have paid for it, not a big deal."

I do believe that had my car been damaged, it would have been the last drop needed to put me over the edge.  Yes... It is only a car, a material thing. But when you are doubting everything else in your life, little things such as this, becomes major. And our deductible as we found out earlier this summer... Is $1000 dollars, we cannot afford it, and I would have to live with my car being all lumpy. A friend of mine's husband own's a state farm here in the area, and his office alone received over 70 claims of hail damage that day. As we drive in town now, I believe every hail fixer in the United States has relocated to our very small city.  I counted today, and in a matter of 3 miles there were 7 places, trailers and tents with signs for Hail repair.

So was it coincidence? Absolutely not. "Trust the Lord with all thy heart, and lean not unto thine own understanding." Next time that I receive that little feeling, or hear the still small voice. I pray and hope that I will do as the Lord guides me to. Even if I have to shove North pole into my fridge, I would like to think I will at least try, and I am sure the Lord would bless us for our efforts, He is a good and loving Father in Heaven.