Recently, I learned a little more about how God works. A month ago, just a couple weeks after our third baby was born, my husband had to leave for a work trip (grading AP tests. Anybody heard of those? 😉 ). He would be gone for nine days and I was terrified. We’d done all we could to prepare. I had easy meals planned out, burritos in the freezer and animal crackers in the cupboard. The laundry was done and I had someone who was going to watch my two big kids for a couple hours on two of the days. But even then, the thought of taking care of everyone’s needs (especially at night with none of my children sleeping well) terrified me.
But when those nine days came, something interesting happened. I expected it to be hard and it was. I was up frequently during the night with every one of my children. I did nothing but cover basic needs for nine days (which is not sustainable in the long run). But, I was blessed in ways that I never could have anticipated. I learned that Heavenly Father really wants to bless us. He really wants to give us every good thing. During that week, I knew that my own abilities weren’t enough to take care of everything, but almost before I became aware of that, I was overwhelmed with heavenly help. I wrote in my journal,
“I’m realizing that having three kids means that I can’t do it alone. I can’t plan enough to make it okay. I just have to have faith that God will take care of us. It feels irresponsible or not self-sufficient, but it’s causing me to be humble and dig deep to find enough faith to trust God that He will provide a way. I want to stockpile manna, but I can’t. Instead I need to keep looking heavenward and watching for blessings to fall.”
And they did. Kind sisters in the ward brought me food and sat by me in sacrament meeting to help with my kids. Another friend offered to help me put kids to bed a couple of nights. Beyond that, I was blessed with patience and more energy that I logically should have had, not to be extraordinary, but to keep going. God took care of me and my kids. I learned that if we have faith, God will provide and it won’t always be what we expect. That week, I learned to pray for the strength to do what was required of me. I prayed for angels to help me and they came, some visible and some invisible.
I know that God loves us abundantly. He really is waiting to pour out his blessings and give us his strength.
“For if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.” Ether 12:27