Taking the Reins

My husband is starting to lead his family.  Painful and exciting to watch and experience.  I have watched what I thought to be poor decisions turn into lessons learned.  Thinking it was a poor decision, and yet having no idea what the best possible decision should have been.  Maybe he was right?  God had been diligently teaching us faithfulness this week.  I must admit, I'm not a fan.  Watching ourselves fall off a cliff and not hit the bottom because faith pulls us back.  I have had faith in the past.  Not as I have now.  My husband never had faith in times of turmoil.  It was beautiful to watch him pull through and search for God's hands in the darkness.  Amazing it was to see him search for answers in God's Word and find what his heart needed to hear.  Our hearts needed to hear. 
I wanted desperately to take matters into my own hands at times.  So I did the only thing I know how to do:  I escaped from the family for a few minutes in prayer.  Confessing to God how much I wanted to believe in my head as much as I did in my heart things would pull through without my having a hand in the outcome.  Why are we afraid to tell God out loud what is in our hearts?  He already knows, waiting for us to speak the words of truth so He may heal us.  My time with the Lord is becoming so precious in my life, I'm no longer giving God what time I have left at the end of my day.  I'm giving him the best parts of my day, and in return my family gets the best parts of me.
Psalm 118:24 "This is the day  the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it."  (NIV)

One Good Thing My Husband Did:  He prayed and found guidance and wisdom in God's Word when he needed it most.