Show Me Then.

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In the hustle and bustle of life I've had specific goals and plans that I've been trying to reach towards.  Steps that I'm trying to take to get me in the right direction.

And none of them were coming together the way I was hoping they would.

Which led me to struggle with doubt of what I was trying to do with my life.

Which led me feel like I had no idea what I was doing.

Which made me kind of grumpy all around.

The domino effect can be staggering.

I hit a bottom of sorts where I threw my hands up, in the recesses of my mind, and determined in a half prayer, "show me then.  Because everything I've been trying to do is falling flat and I just don't know anymore."

It wasn't a challenge.

It was absolutely sincere.

And that's where I left it.

Monday dawned, as Monday's tend to do, and I felt I was wearing a blanket of blah around me.  I was a bit sad, and completely frustrated with myself, and I was absolutely full of doubt over my life. We were questioning if The Man would get his full check from a company he frames for (they like to keep some of it sometimes for various reasons), I had my math final that day, and I was lost as to other steps I had reached out to and felt they had fallen flat.

And I prayed, as I tend to do.

As the day progressed a few things happened that drastically changed my mood from feeling like I was curled up on the fetal position on the ground, to soaring on cloud nine.

The Man did indeed get his full check.
I aced my math final.
A website picked up some shirts we were trying to sell from our boutique.
I got an answer to an email that I had given up hope on, giving me the opportunity to take a proofreading test to be a freelance proofreader for a publishing company (I'm turning it in today! Eek!).
And as a cherry on top, I got an unsolicited email from a company asking to meet me with me to partner up with my blog.  ( I have big hopes for this!  Stay tuned, we meet today!).

And that right there, my friends, is what I know to be the tender mercies of a loving Father in Heaven.  I badly, desperately needed an indication that He was aware of me in this moment, and that I was either going in the right direction for my life or an idea of where else to go.

And it came.  In a rush of different responses, it came.

He loves me.  He is aware of me.  He is rooting for me.  He wants me to succeed.

And He's doing the same for you.

"In all the important decisions in our lives, what is most important is to do the right thing. Second, and only slightly behind the first, is to do the right thing at the right time. People who do the right thing at the wrong time can be frustrated and ineffective. They can even be confused about whether they made the right choice when what was wrong was not their choice but their timing." -Dallin H. Oaks (read it, watch it).

Happy weekend ya'll.

My plans?  Paint a bunk bed.
Finish Christmas shopping.
Date night with The Man, which may or may not include dinner and a movie, which may or may not be my favorite thing to do in the winter.