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            "Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter;
                                 we are all the work of your hand. Isaiah 64:8"

A few weeks back I was reading my devotion and it was titled "I am the Potter". This is what it said "Talk with Me about what you are experiencing. Let My spirit guide you through treacherous waters. As you move through the turbulent stream with Me, let circumstances mold you into the one I desire you to be. Say yes to your Potter as you go through the day." Through the past two years, we have had our share of storms and currents. I know that we will always go through storms But those words keep playing over in my head lately, "Let My spirit guide you through treacherous waters." I have a tendency to fight the current and try to "control" everything. 
         
Jayson is being laid off in June, and for the longest time he didn't have a job offer. I just kept praying that something would open. I went home one weekend last month and I remember standing in church, weeping, scared and torn. I was fighting the current, I was too prideful to walk down that aisle and admit I needed help. We couldn't do this without His help. He had always provided in the past, but time was passing by and I was scared he wouldn't find a job. I needed someone to pray with me, that a job would come open. Our pastor called one more time for anyone that needed to be prayed with. I let my pride go and walked out. A very sweet lady prayed with me, who had been in our shoes before. (God always places people in our lives for a reason) I laid it at his feet. And walked away, within a week, Jayson got a call about a job. A job at the main plant in Charleston, SC. It would be a permanent job, not a contract. Praise God! 

As most people know that are close to us, we had to give up our home in Beaufort. That has been a 2 year battle that is finally over. The house is gone, it is no longer ours. Some days I still don't know why I am so attached to that place, but there again it is where our family was born. We brought Jacob home in that house. But I now I know that in order for Jayson & I to be where we are today spiritually we had to almost lose it all. 

My childhood was influenced greatly by my grandparents. I spend most of my time with them and we even lived with them at one point when I was a young child. They are like parents to me. In the past year, I have watched them battle many different health problems. But the hardest has been watching my Nana lose her memory. She is my rock and my best friend. When I felt like a storm was coming she would remind me things will work out. And now I have to remind her that we will get through this one day at a time. She is a strong women and I am the women I am because of her. She has always kept me in line. I am so fortunate to have her in my life and so grateful for her. So now I pray for the good days, for the days when she can talk to me. And on the bad days we make do. 

Our preacher said a few weeks back your either coming out of a storm, getting ready to go through one and in the middle of one. As for me I feel the rain coming. Even though I am scared. I know He stands beside me, and He will give me strength. So I will continue to praise him through the rain because through my weakness I am strong because of Him.  

"But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weakness, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9