I’m continuing this week with another older post from the very beginning of our Yellow House journey.

This truly is the post when I realized putting the words God spoke to me on paper changed it all for me.

I never, ever, ever imagined where this would take our family.

"For The Lord, your God dried up the waters of the Jordan for you until you passed over, as He did to the Red Sea...so that all peoples of the earth may know the hand of The Lord is mighty, that you may fear The Lord Your God forever." Joshua 4 #dreams @ifgathering #ifequip #obedience
“For The Lord, your God dried up the waters of the Jordan for you until you passed over, as He did to the Red Sea…so that all peoples of the earth may know the hand of The Lord is mighty, that you may fear The Lord Your God forever.” Joshua 4 #dreams @ifgathering #ifequip #obedience

God is God and God is good all of the time.

(I added the pictures as a reminder to me in my frustration of not working on projects that we truly have come so far and that these lives that are entrusted to us right now are much more important than molding around a chalkboard wall.)

"Not to us, Lord, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness." Psalm 115:1 #bearbasketballbreakfast #beardown
“Not to us, Lord, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness.” Psalm 115:1 #bearbasketballbreakfast #beardown

July 7, 2013

Then King David went in and sat before the Lord, and he said: ‘Who am I, Sovereign Lord, and what is my family, that you have brought me this far? (2 Samuel 7:18)

Yellow House Before Pictures

I posted this verse recently as my status on Facebook. Two summers ago (2011), our ladies Bible study focused on David and his mountains and valleys.

It is still unreal to me.

So hard to wrap my mind around.

I can’t believe that me, daughter, sister, mother, friend….

I am Rescued.

Lauren Daigle

Strange that I tried to type teacher and instead autocorrect changed it to rescued. I was ready to list all the things I am and God said no. List what I am.

I am rescued because of my Redeemer, my Savior, my Father, my Friend and autocorrect knew better than me.

God has rescued me more times than I can count but as I sit here and read Lysa Terkeurst’s Unglued trying to catch up on the Bible study that I am, of course, behind on, I can’t help but realize how incredibly blessed I am to be rescued.

Rescued from the wrong choices.

Rescued from the bad thoughts.

Rescued from the anxious thoughts.

Rescued from the unglued moments.

Rescued from the frustration I wrongly pour out on my husband.

Rescued from all the times I thought I knew what I needed when all the time, God knew better.

We are all rescued. No matter our situation. God is there. He is ready. He is waiting, but are we willing?

So our air conditioner unit went out when we were trying to sell our house while raising a two year old and a newborn. At least we have cool air and a little bit of emergency money to buy a new one.

So our newborn wants to be held and rocked while he naps. At least we have a baby to rock.

So our two year old is wild and crazy. At least he’s healthy and full of life to share.

So what there are second string dishes (dishes that didn’t get washed the first time) still in the sink. At least we have water to clean them.

Our life is filled and consumed right now and we feel like we are about to bubble over both with joy and frustration. But our perspective must shift. We must rejoice that while we stress over making choices about a new (to us) old house, we have been given the incredible opportunity to love this house back to life.

10858457_10101752804357938_5229040855546926562_n Dining Room Before and After

We must rejoice that our craziness we call life is full of family that help us….of parents that are there for us.

Friends that tile bathrooms when there is no air in the house.

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Grandparents that drop everything at a phone call to keep our babies because we have to go to Lowe’s one.more.time.

We must rejoice that Jesus blessed and chose these specific dates for these things. He chose us.

Just as David said, “Who am I, Sovereign Lord, and what is my family, that you have brought me this far?”

Just today, Kuy told me to push him when we were at the pool. I, of course, put only one hand on his little boat to help him out. He turned around and said,”No, Momma, both hands.”

What if we followed Kuy’s demands?

What if we paused long enough to praise God not with one hand because that’s easier, but what if…what if we just let go and praised God with both hands?

After all, didn’t He rescue us with both hands?

Amber