A Place to Breakdown. A Place to Find Hope

Sunday morning I found myself going from waking up in a good mood ready to start the day to tears rolling down my face.  My husband and I had a exchanged a few damaging words to each other.  Shortly after when he announces that he wasn't going to church.  The kids and I get in the van to go to church.  On the way I fought back tears and tried to dry my face and gather myself so that I could function and sit in church like nothing was wrong.

We get there and the kids go their separate ways.  My ex-husband took one look at me and knew instantly that I wasn't having a good morning.  I immediately left the area and went to find a friend.  I walked quickly to her and asked for a hug and then I lost it.  I broke down and cried.

I went to the bathroom to re-gather myself again.  I went to sit down in church but I couldn't sit there too long before I had the need to go find my daughter who had spent the night with the youth group girls.  I went to find her, I really wanted to hug her.  I went in to find her but she wasn't there yet.  The youth leader was there and asked me how was things going.  Well that's all it took.  I was open and honest and we spoke for a few minutes then the room started to fill up and I slipped out.

As I was headed back into the church building, the church secretary caught me and pulled me in to her office and closed the door.  She held on to me tight and prayed for me.  She left me to have some quite time.

The door opened another friend of mine came in and began to talk with me.  By the end of our conversation I was calm and at peace.  I was feeling strong again and encouraged.  I walked into church to sit down to listen to the sermon.

After church there was youth group meeting that I needed to attend and listen to all the details about the upcoming spring break mission trip.  At the end we had the opportunity to pray if we wanted to.  I don't find myself doing it very often out loud but I prayed.

We hadn't been home very long when I received a phone call.  It was from the youth leader.  He told me that he had an anonymous person that came to him and wanted to offer financial support to allow a youth to go on the trip.   He told me that he thought of my daughter Karlee and wondered what I thought.  I was super excited.  He said he would get back with me later to confirm to what extend this person was offering to help.

My phone "ding donged" with a text message and it was to say that someone would cover the whole amount needed and Karlee would be able to go.  I jumped up and down and told Karlee and shouted thank you God.  I texted back and said thank you and to express how thankful we are to the person and what a blessing it was to us.

I couldn't help but take a moment and reflect on how my Sunday had gone.  Broken and discouraged, to filled with hope and strength to prayers being answered.  What a "God" day.  Wow