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Thankful for God’s Timing by Elizabeth Maddrey

I’m Thankful for God’s Timing

 

For the last six years, November has been a month of true thanksgiving in my family. Sure, we always did the Thanksgiving thing – up to and including some activities that made me cringe as a teenager with my mom trying to encourage us to share the things we were thankful for. But six years ago, at the beginning of November, I finally got to the place where I was willing to surrender myself completely to His will.

 

See, my husband and I had been trying, unsuccessfully, to have a child for 12 years. And we’d moved from medical treatment to pursuing adoption…but I was bitter. I had definite plans for how this should have gone, and God wasn’t following them – hadn’t been for some time. Finally, six years ago, I broke. I got to the place where I was able to say, “not my will, but Yours.” And for that, I’m incredibly thankful. It’s made such a difference in my relationship with God – and with my other relationships as well.

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A week later – the Sunday before Thanksgiving day – we got a call from our adoption agency. Our son was on his way.

 

I firmly believe that God was waiting for my heart to be in the right place. And, looking back, I’m thankful for His timing. Because I know our sons are ours because He put them in our family. Purposefully. And He waited until I was at a place that I would recognize His bountiful provision, rather than seeing them as the natural progress of my actions or, worse, something I was somehow owed.

 

Every November I remember that month, six years ago now, when God changed my heart and then changed my family. And I’m thankful beyond words.

 

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Elizabeth Maddrey began writing stories as soon as she could form the letters properly and has never looked back. Though her practical nature and love of math and organization steered her into computer science for college and graduate school, she has always had one or more stories in progress to occupy her free time. When she isn’t writing, Elizabeth is a voracious consumer of books and has mastered the art of reading while undertaking just about any other activity. She loves to write about Christians who struggle through their lives, dealing with sin and receiving God’s grace.

 

Elizabeth lives in the suburbs of Washington D.C. with her husband and their two incredibly active little boys. She invites you to interact with her at her website www.ElizabethMaddrey.com or on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/ElizabethMaddrey

 

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That Day In January

Posted by Julie on January 9, 2013 in About Me, encouragement, God's Word, Julie Arduini, Life Lessons, surrender |

That day in January. Is there a day that just sticks out to you as a day you just hate? Not a holiday but a day where something happened and you just can’t forget?

That’s my January 2nd. I can’t believe it, but 14 years ago I had my first bad date with the second day of the year. I was pregnant, my first. I was a PCOS patient in a high risk pregnancy. Of all the places to be going for tragedy to strike, I was on my way to the hospital for blood work. I brought my dog with me because the appointments tended to last 5 minutes and she loved car rides.

The stats say most car accidents occur within 5 miles of home. Well on January 2, I had a major car accident within a mile of my home. I went to fast forward a praise tape, my first time EVER where I had the courage to sing to God aloud, and when I looked up I felt I was too close to a bridge. I over-corrected and my mini-van flipped upside down into a ditch.

The van was less than three months old and the damage was $12,000. They would have totaled it at $15k. It was never the same. I was never the same. I was angry, even though I didn’t have a scratch on me. The baby was fine. The dog was fine. It was a miracle as far as accidents go, bowling balls flew out the back that was supposed to fly forward and hit me.

But how dare God cause an accident the very day I started to sing songs to Him out loud?

That was my thinking, and the start of my hatred for January 2.

Guess what? It didn’t stop then. On January 2, 2001, I miscarried. The miscarriage signs started December 31 during worship at church, but the ER wouldn’t confirm it. I was the first ultrasound with my doctor that year, and he felt so bad I ended up trying to encourage him. I sat in the car after the appointment and sobbed.

I made a vow that I would loathe January 2 for as long as I had breath.

It’s been over 10 years and I confess I worked hard to keep that vow. What I realized after a few years was that my anger wasn’t at the day, it was at God.

There, I said it.

I was mad at God.

I couldn’t comprehend why He’d cause an accident and a miscarriage, especially when I was on the process of praising Him during these times.

Then He showed me, in His great love, that He didn’t cause the tragedy. He allowed it.

Big difference. The allowance came not to laugh at me and mock me, but grow me in ways I’d never experience if times were good. Those were life altering events and for me not to be the same is a good thing.

In fact, January 2 was a God thing. The moment I realized that, confessed my thoughts, and asked Him to help me to see the day for what it really was, a plain ole’ January 2, that exact thing happened. The vow died, and my life moved forward.

I have a feeling someone out there knows what I’m talking about, making a vow and stewing in it. Those vows will eat you alive, I’ve been there. What’s really going on? For me, I was angry at God and afraid to address it.

How about you?

First published January 2, 2011

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January 2, I No Longer Hate You

Posted by Julie on January 2, 2012 in About Me, encouragement, God's Word, Julie Arduini, Life Lessons, surrender |

Is there a day that just sticks out to you as a day you just hate? Not a holiday but a day where something happened and you just can’t forget?

That’s my January 2nd. I can’t believe it, but 14 years ago I had my first bad date with the second day of the year. I was pregnant, my first. I was a PCOS patient in a high risk pregnancy. Of all the places to be going for tragedy to strike, I was on my way to the hospital for blood work. I brought my dog with me because the appointments tended to last 5 minutes and she loved car rides.

The stats say most car accidents occur within 5 miles of home. Well on January 2, I had a major car accident within a mile of my home. I went to fast forward a praise tape, my first time EVER where I had the courage to sing to God aloud, and when I looked up I felt I was too close to a bridge. I over-corrected and my mini-van flipped upside down into a ditch.

The van was less than three months old and the damage was $12,000. They would have totaled it at $15k. It was never the same. I was never the same. I was angry, even though I didn’t have a scratch on me. The baby was fine. The dog was fine. It was a miracle as far as accidents go, bowling balls flew out the back that was supposed to fly forward and hit me.

But how dare God cause an accident the very day I started to sing songs to Him out loud?

That was my thinking, and the start of my hatred for January 2.

Guess what? It didn’t stop then. On January 2, 2001, I miscarried. The miscarriage signs started December 31 during worship at church, but the ER wouldn’t confirm it. I was the first ultrasound with my doctor that year, and he felt so bad I ended up trying to encourage him. I sat in the car after the appointment and sobbed.

I made a vow that I would loathe January 2 for as long as I had breath.

It’s been over 10 years and I confess I worked hard to keep that vow. What I realized after a few years was that my anger wasn’t at the day, it was at God.

There, I said it.

I was mad at God.

I couldn’t comprehend why He’d cause an accident and a miscarriage, especially when I was on the process of praising Him during these times.

Then He showed me, in His great love, that He didn’t cause the tragedy. He allowed it.

Big difference. The allowance came not to laugh at me and mock me, but grow me in ways I’d never experience if times were good. Those were life altering events and for me not to be the same is a good thing.

In fact, January 2 was a God thing. The moment I realized that, confessed my thoughts, and asked Him to help me to see the day for what it really was, a plain ole’ January 2, that exact thing happened. The vow died, and my life moved forward.

I have a feeling someone out there knows what I’m talking about, making a vow and stewing in it. Those vows will eat you alive, I’ve been there. What’s really going on? For me, I was angry at God and afraid to address it.

How about you?

 



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