The day that I waited to arrive for six months has come and gone. The tears are dried and it's time for transition and reflection. Backpacks, duffel bags and various military items are strewn throughout my dining room. There are piles of laundry, dirty dishes, wadded up blankets, and giant steel toed boots left in toe-stubbing locations. The bed covers are stirred and tossed every which way. Meals must now be planned for two instead of one. The object of my affection sits for hours playing an incomprehensible game on the computer. My perspective on these things has changed 180° in six months.
Clothes strewn throughout the dining
room… He's home! Steel toed boots left for me to stub my toe… He's home!
Bed covers turned and tossed are preceded by the slow, steady breathing of him sleeping
beside me at night. Meal-planning for two means I have someone to share a meal
with. He's home!
Is it only when our lives are emptied that
we are surprised by how truly full our lives were?1
Being without my husband for six months
has allowed me to realize just how truly blessed I am. Philippians 4:19 states,
"my God shall supply all my needs according to his glorious riches in
Christ Jesus". In each of the 180 days that my husband was gone, the Lord
supplied my every need.
God extends his grace toward us through people. 2
I was surrounded by the loving kindness
of people. I was cared for by friends and family who opened their homes to me,
fed me, drove me places, took me to dinner, entertained me, gave me incredible
gifts, bought me groceries, did my laundry, cleaned my house and made me laugh!
And this provision was not limited to people that I knew. When I took a trip to Utah, I was amazed at
how God provided for me through the strangers I encountered along the way. The
Southwest ticket agents and gate agents were especially kind. Even the TSA
agent was friendly and kind. When Cindy Evans sat down next to me on the plane
just before the door closed, I thought, "great, no chance that I could
have an empty seat next to me". Cindy turned out to be an angel of mercy.
She was so friendly and kind and helped me with little things that I would have
struggled with. At every turn, in every situation, God showed himself to be a Provider.
It took my husband's absence for six months for me to realize how much I am
blessed! Sometimes those blessings come in the most ordinary ways or through
the most ordinary things. Step back and view your world through the eyes of our
Provider. You can't help but be blessed!
1 Ann Voskamp, One
Thousand Gifts, (Zondervan, 2010) 170.
2 Ed Dobson, Seeing
through the Fog,(David C Cook, 2012), 133