His Flock

He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young. Isa. 40:11


   A promise from God.  
   I sit here in the cool morning air of the changing season, summer to autumn. I love the cool mornings and the warm afternoons. It is a time of reflection. 
    This morning I'm thinking of all of the years that I have home schooled my children. This is our twenty-first year. When I started I was so scared. Then God brought this verse to my attention. 
    We are his flock, and He is our shepherd. Such a comfort to know that we are in His arms and close to His heart. He is leading us and has lead us through so much these past years.  He has filled in where my shortcomings were. He has placed wonderful friends in my life for encouragement, for math/algebra, grammar, literature and science. All weak points for me. But not for the creator.
    I see His hand in all the memories that I have with my family.
    Yesterday, my sweet husband's Dad and Mom came for a short visit. I shared with them the salsa that I had canned. They liked it. I had made a green smoothie for our lunch and saved a little for my Father in Law. He liked it! 
     My Mother in Law even told me that she was impressed with the way I had changed over the years. ( I don't think that I've really changed that much, but three years after R and I were married, I gave my life to Christ and that did make a difference. ) I think that she has changed and mellowed over the years too. She told me that I was a very good daughter, wife and mother. (don't mean to sound like I'm bragging here) It brought tears to my eyes, we've been married 25 years. 
    Bit of history. I met my husband through a mutual friend. We didn't date, just talked on the phone a lot and became friends. After about 1 1/2 years he drove almost 700 miles and asked me to marry him. I said yes, how can you refuse your best friend? Four months later I moved south and we were married. Most of his family and friends didn't gives us six months, some didn't even give us six weeks. But God had his hand in our lives. Through a series of events and introductions to people that were very strong Christians, I came to know that it wasn't just knowing that Christ existed, but having a relationship with Him.  Twenty-two years ago I put my hand in His and I haven't looked back. I rest in the knowledge that He is with me everyday and holding my hand. Give your burdens to the LORD, and he will take care of you. He will not permit the godly to slip and fall. Ps. 55:22
    Thank You Lord for your strength, your peace, your guidance.  I am grateful that you are bigger than the problems of this world and that my family fits in your hand and that we each have a place in your heart. I pray that each day you will hold us tightly in your arms and that where I fail as a parent, wife, daughter, teacher, that you will quicken my spirit and guide me back onto the path that is your will. 
     Blessings to All ~ S~ The Quilted YaYa