Day 2 of Change of Faith

This morning Irish left before the kids were awake. He's going to be gone for 2 nights. I saw him off as he rode his scooter for the first time. I turned into the house and checked on the sleeping ones before going back to bed. And as I looked at them I found myself thinking, "I sure hope everything goes okay while he's gone."

And almost instantly a whisper in my Spirit reminded me that even though my husband is gone, I am not alone. My God was with me while Irish was here, my God is still with me while he is away.

It's nice to have him around - to have someone to share the responsibility with, etc. But I can't put my hope and trust in him. That's too much pressure for him and not much faith for me.

So, I will trust in the God I can't see and realize that He is taking care of us - all the time.