This is who I am, where I come from, and where I am going

I am not a quaint, articulate writer...I write like I talk. And I promise you...it is not perfect. I am a mom of a beautiful 5 year old. I am a wife to a husband who accepts me for me.  Especially when my meds need adjusting...I call them my pills of sunshine. Which I have taken today...just to let you know. (And in the time of me just writing this paragraph...I have helped my kid several times with legos and Barbie, made lunch, and assisted my husband...more on that later...) Oh and I work too! Well again I work...finally.
 
I am a human being, and I love the Lord. He has just blessed me over and over again...however, I also have learned how He deals with me. That would be with a sense of humor. Which is fine by me. It took me 3 years to realize this. I was out of work and we were barely getting by on Torrance's (my husband) income. Natalee (daughter) was 2 and it was okay for me to be home.  Interview after interview came and went.   I was doomed to be a stay at home mom. Grrr! Not my life plan. Then Torrance was laid of work. Wonderful.

My Gramma got really sick and I was going back and forth to the hospital for a couple months. I was extremely close to her. And I wanted to be the support for my family especially, my aunt Laura. Gramma passed away.  And I got a job interview....2 days after the funeral. God's perfect timing.

Moving forward...I took the job. I moved my family to a new town, then 9 months later...I was let go.
Nice! Thank God Torrance had gotten a part-time job...and the people I rent from are understanding and Godly too. Forward again.....Torrance can no longer work due to a physical condition and we are looking at surgery. Enter God's sense of humor! God begins telling me to help the homeless.....REALLY!!!???? I am on the verge of being homeless myself. I cried. I prayed. I sought counsel from a dear friend of mine who is the pastor of my old church. And God had it heavy on my heart that I am to help the homeless. I am living off of beans, rice, pasta. My in-laws pay for my Internet so I can try and find a job. I have received blessing after blessing from family and friends. But God is still on my heart about the homeless....

I got a job at a famous coffee shop...I start Thursday. They give back to the community and in my community they just so happen to work with the local homeless shelter. God opens doors in the strangest ways. I am just humbled and amazed.

But enough! I write for many reasons....
I am a working mom. I am a sister in Christ. And I AM NOT PERFECT!!! I screw up daily if not hourly.
But I am covered by His Grace...no matter what.


"By the Grace of God we will carry on"