In thy presence is fullness of joy

Where does the time go… though on many occasions I have thought to write about the days voyages, daylight escapes me and my pillow becomes so much more enticing than my keyboard. Tonight I am on the couch snuggled in a warm fuzzy blanket with a cup of cocoa and an aca-awesome movie on the telly…

We’ve been “snowed in” since last Thursday. I know how ridiculous that must sound to you northerners… we most definitely are not in Iowa anymore. A little bit of snow and ice and this city shuts down… but you know, I’m pretty good with that. The schools haven’t been open since last Thursday, the grocery stores are completely out of milk because the trucks haven’t been able to deliver, the post office shut down, UPS hasn’t delivered the packages I should have received last week, Church was canceled on Sunday… and I have very much enjoyed the acceptable excuse to stay in and disregard my calendar and all responsibility for a few days of rest and movies and crafting and snuggles on the couch with six of my favorite people.

A few days before the blanket of white lay over the city…
I was reading Daniel and lately the Lord has been whispering to me of His complete sovereignty. He changes times and seasons, He sets up kings and disposes them. He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to the discerning…
Each and every day is the day the Lord hath made and He has been filling my heart with a desire to rejoice and be glad in it. My prayer that particular day was familiar to most mornings… that I would seek and see the plan He had laid out for me and that my pursuit of of His will would be peaceful and joy-filled regardless of the circumstances I found myself in…

I was so ready to tackle the day. I sent out a text praying for others and encouraging my friends toward the same truth…

The kids and I piled into the truck ready for a day filled with adventure.
That is what I got when I turned the key to the ignition. I was so joyous, so ready to have a blessed day, and instead, I got a dead car. And my circumstances took hold of me. I was upset that Stephen was on a call and couldn’t come out to help me. I was flustered by having to move things around in the truck that decorates the driveway so that I could pull it under the carport to jump mine. I accidentally pulled the truck a little to close and bumped my truck a tad. I shocked myself at one point. I yelled at the kids who were getting restless in their seats as we waited, and waited… and waited. As I sat there in my discontent turning the key every so often…

It hit me. I blew it. “Regardless of circumstance” is difficult and impossible to accomplish on my own. Moment by moment I have to choose… choose to rejoice always, choose to stand firm in the Lord, to do all all things without arguing or complaining, to behave in a manner worthy of the Gospel of Christ.

To my awe, He is a God of redemption. And by His grace that moment was redeemed. I apologized to my children and we talked about the way I did not choose to rejoice or trust in the Lord, and we prayed. And we pressed on. And you know what, we ended up having a fun photo shoot under the carport as we waited for the truck to charge up. Believe it or not, I even got a decent portrait of all six of them. And each day since I have reminded myself to seek all the fullness of His joy; to seek His presence in every circumstance. I’m not saying I’ve been a hundred percent, but when a couple of loaves of bread don’t turn out, or when the same item is forgotten at the grocery store for the umpteenth time in a row, or UPS doesn’t deliver a package of things I needed to send out on Monday, or when dinner isn’t done by the time people start showing up for City Group, or when my husband has to work late for the third night in a row, or when someone passes judgement about my parenting choices, or when a client cancels on me last minute, or when I’m not invited, or when the heater isn’t working, or when someone breaks a leg off of a chair just before guests arrive, or when a another window breaks or plate cracks in half or a brand new blender blows out or a crock pot shatters in the sink on Thanksgiving… His Grace is sufficient… His joy is abundant and in every circumstance I can choose to give thanks and rejoice always. I can choose to seize the opportunities He allows me, even when it wasn’t how I planned to spend my time. I can choose to be faithful, counting it all as loss for the sake of what matters the most.

Published by Tiffanie Lloyd

I am a detail-oriented and energetic multi-tasker traveling at the side of my best friend, and momma to eight amazing kids. God has gifted me with creativity; I'm an entrepreneur, writer, and photographer with a passion for women's health, particularity in childbirth. I'm a Parenting and Childbirth Educator, Doula, Breastfeeding Counselor, and working toward certification as a Holistic Nutritionist. Thanks for stoping by! Be sure to check out my archives, and sign up for notifications about new posts!

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