the Lord’s purpose prevails

A few days ago, someone who works in the Children’s Ministry at our church called and asked if I would say something, a “God at work” story at the training meeting we were having the following Sunday.  I agreed to pray about it, but didn’t feel like I had anything to say!  Today, I taught 2nd grade, and while I was teaching, the story developed, and I did have the chance to share it.

The memory verse for this week for the kids is Proverbs 19:21.  We always talk about the verse after doing a fun activity.  We try to get beyond the surface level to the heart of what the Lord has for us in his Word; it’s not always an easy thing for kids, same is true a lot of times for adults!

Proverbs 1921

We read the verse and I told them a story about myself to help illustrate… that when I was a kid MY plan was to be a doctor.  Being a doctor is a GOOD dream to have, right?  Helping people, fixing people, figuring out what is wrong and making it right.  It’s a good dream.

But that’s not what happened.  I instead became a teacher, and then a stay-at-home mom.  I ended the story with the kids letting them know that while my plans were good, God’s plans for me were better, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.  And I mean that.

Driving home, I was thinking about it and realized that through adding Julianne to our family, the Lord has given me a chance to live the plans I had when I was a child, albeit in a completely different way than I thought possible!  I have a daughter who requires daily medical attention.  I have to bandage her wounds.  I have spent more time studying her condition and reading studies far beyond my comprehension all in an effort to help her.  I remove dead skin from her body, pop blisters that continue to fill, and monitor constantly for signs of infection.  I anticipate what her needs are before they develop, I keep charts, I organize supplies.  It’s kinda like, you know, doctor-ish.

I see her fighting her battles and realize that her battle is worth joining.  To me, that is what being a butterfly mama is about.  It’s not the way I saw my plan being lived out when I was younger, but it is exactly perfect.

Sometimes I teach 2nd grade Sunday school and an impact may be made on the kids.  Sometimes I teach 2nd grade Sunday school and the impact that is made is made on ME.

He is good.  He is faithful.  He is a giver of good things, and he sees the heart.

Moreover, He sees MY heart, and loves me enough to make the desires of my heart a part of the greater plan he is working for my good.

That, friends, is great stuff.



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