A broken windshield

I was fast asleep when Andy came in the room and woke me up a little after midnight . As I was trying to  awaken from the deep sleep I was in he bang asking what was in my car.  I immediately knew what had happened - someone had broken into my car parked on the street in front of our house.  I didn't care one bit about anything in the car . Nothing was even taken. I did however care deeply that my windshield had been broken . I don't think I fell asleep that night until well after three. I was so angry that someone would do that.  I  prayed and prayed for my heart to not be upset until I finally drifted back asleep. I  got up early the next morning to help Andy get my car to his parents garage so it would be protected from the rain that would soon be making an appearance . I got to work that morning and Andy called to tell me how much the  windshield was going to cost us and I lost it. I  couldn't control the tears . I was just so upset that we were having to pay for this new windshield All because some  kid decided to use it as target practice with their  b b gun. I was mad because I felt like that was putting us even further behind in raising money for this adoption. That evening  when I got the mail I found the tickets to our auction in the mailbox. I was so excited and  told everyone I knew. When I didn't get an IMMEDIATE  overwhelming response from people I became even more discouraged.
    Satan was attacking - I went to bed that night feeling completely discouraged. I felt like there was no way we would ever raise the amount of money we needed to. I felt like it was never going to happen - all because of a broken windshield and a lack of immediate response.
   As I laid in bed that night I remember feeling God whisper "my mercies are new every morning " into my heart over and over again.
The next day at school my boss delivered me an envelope that had been dropped off at the school. It had our name written on the outside and a typed letter in the inside explaining they had heard about my car and new what was going on with our adoption. Inside the letter was money that covered half of what it cost us for a new windshield.
       His mercies are new every morning!!!

God spoke so boldly to me at how easily I become  discouraged. God taught me that as long as we are following His will He will provide.    I honestly believe  God allowed my windshield to get broken to remind me that it is not in my hands to control. This adoption is not in my control- if we raise the funds it is not because of ANYTHING  I did. If we have an amazing auction it is not because of anything I did. When my sweet baby boy or girl is placed in my arms it's not because of what I did but because The Lord ordained it so.. And for that I am thankful. Thankful that the lLord already knows  what is to come .  Thankful for such a  hard reminder that  this while process has nothing to  do with me but EVERYTHING to do with Him :)