This week, I've had a ton of help from heaven in getting everything done. I've been blessed with particularly restful sleep the past two days, equipping me for the draining days ahead. I'm confident that the reason I had such an easy time with understanding my reading assignments yesterday was because the Lord quickened my mind. Somehow, I managed to fit everything in that I had to do. The Lord blessed me with fantastic teachers who engaged me in class, wonderful friends at work, and a boyfriend who's so mindful of me that he came to pick me up from work even when I forgot to ask him to, and brought me delicious Tim Tams. I forgot to set an alarm this morning, but Heavenly Father provided me with a miracle and I woke up barely in time to have Ariel drive me to class. I thought my team meeting was earlier than it was, but it turns out it wasn't and I had time to finish preparing for the meeting.
What I've noticed about these little miracles is that Heavenly Father gave me what I needed, but only just. I would have loved to have been woken up in time for a shower and breakfast today, but it wasn't necessary. Heavenly Father does let me struggle and He does push me so that I learn and grow, but in the end he bails me out of trouble when I can't do any more. I would have loved a really straightforward and obvious answer to my questions about which accounting firm to intern with, but instead, Heavenly Father let me struggle with the decision and gave me an answer only in a contented feeling about my decision.
When I think about it, this model of divine help totally makes sense with God's role as our parent. Good parents don't do everything for their children - rather, they allow their kids to do all they can for themselves, and then provide the help they need for the rest. God helps us just enough because he loves us.
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