I spent this past week soakin’ up the sun in Corpus Christi, Texas. It was absolutely gorgeous and I was in awe the whole time of how amazing God is that He created all of that just for us, His children. I don’t know how someone can see that and think any of it happened by chance- by some random crazy explosion… Crazy. Even the whole drive down (and back 950 miles) there is no doubt that everything was put right where it was meant to be by the hands of our heavenly Father. So amazing.
I have more to thank God for this week than just his miraculous handy work though- He has also given me hope. Ya’ll know if you’ve read any of my other posts that I love the Lord, family and farming- and that I would love it if He would bless me with a man who has the same loves. A few weeks ago I was super discouraged- I just felt as though I would be alone- I meet all these great guys but none of them quite match up- one of the 3 loves is always missing. I was talking to one of my friends about it and she simply said, “Emily, pray about it- I’ll pray for you too. You know that the Lord has your plans all laid out for you; you just have to trust Him and He will guide you.”
So I prayed. God will answer you if you open your heart and soul to listen- usually you’ll get responses that say yes, not yet, or I have something better in store for you. Well that day, God told me “You’re cowboy is still waiting for you. Patience.” This gave me so much hope. I told my mom and she said “Emily, are you sure He said cowboy?” And you know what, I really don’t think I added that word in myself.
So fast forward to this past week- I had the opportunity to meet some pretty cool guys. One in particular who has reminded me through his actions and his choices in life that men with the same 3 loves as mine totally exist. I just need to stop worrying so darn much and let God do His thing. In fact this week, I couldn’t even say too much to him. Ya’ll have probably figured out that I can be pretty long-winded and slightly annoying, but I have never been so quiet in my whole life. I was afraid of what would come out of my own mouth; I know that whatever God has planned for me- it can’t be of my own doing, He has to do it. I’m not in control here. God made me be an observer this week, showing me that while men can say lots of words- it is their actions and choices that speak the truth. And speak it loudly when you pay attention.
Thank you Lord, for showing me so much in this past week. And for teaching me to keep my mouth shut and let You do Your work, Your way, and in Your time. For everything Lord, I come to you. Thank you for helping me guard my heart.