Free and Fearless

I knew the day would come…

My motivation was draining as fast as our construction fund.

I got frustrated with IV because the work I can do is riding on the tail of the work he’s doing now, and it felt like I was driving behind a slowpoke in the fast lane. {He wasn’t going slow…he actually works very quickly, but he’s working a few jobs at once here, and I wanted my job done first.}

Here’s what I WAS able to get done:

I screwed the door back on my freshly painted medicine cabinet…

And that was it.

Ha! Not really, but that’s what it felt like.

I did roll the first coat of paint on our little bathroom.  I had just started that when IV got to the house. He promptly began working on the stairs:

I thought he would come around to put the last of the backer board up in the bathroom so I put my paint away and piddled around organizing boxes and cleaning up…trying to clear a path for furniture.

These were things that needed to be done but it wasn’t what I wanted to be doing…

Romans 8:28 kept coming to mind.

And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.

This is my go-to verse whenever MY plans get messed up.

I knew it would be okay…

Then I had to leave for Pilates, but IV kept working…

The stairs are looking good!

And he DID get around to that backer board afterall!

So, with some comfort from the Scripture today, as well as constantly reminding myself that God provides in His way and His time,  I’m ending this day still praising the Lord.