what I should have said...

What I wanted to say in that last post (as I led you through the evils of the 5 cent bag tax) was that I actually had a truly grateful day today.  In the midst of walking in the rain, buying the groceries and carrying them back up to my apt. I kept thinking of how grateful  I was that God had it rain today.  Grateful that I had money with which to buy groceries, and even that extra 25 cents for the bags.  God is so good to me.  Sometimes it's funnier to talk about the little foxes that spoil the vine, because more people seem to relate to that.  I love to be witty.  Love to get a laugh here and there. 

But the more God-glorifying thing to tell you, those few of you who follow me here, is that God is worthy to be praised.  He is always working for our good.

You see, this past week we've received lots of bad news.  Some of it minor, some of it serious.  Like babies of dear friends that have been miscarried, future friends (we thought) who will be moving out of the country we're moving to before we ever get there, and "the perfect rental house" lost to another client with more clout.  In all these things, God is the same sovereign king. He has said "no" to several things we had hope for.  "No." " Not going to be."  "Not the way you prayed." " Not this time."  "But pray again.  I am always planning.  I am always listening.  I never sleep.  I never forsake."  And unlike me, there are never words God should have said and didn't.  He always speaks rightly.