What a difference a week can make!

Last Tuesday, I was supposed to post on Martha's blog. I put it off until Wednesday morning. I was just too grumpy Tuesday to write anything encouraging! No specific reason for being so grumpy. I just was. When Rob got home from work, he decided to take me out to dinner and shopping for a new refrigerator.

It was nice to get out. I think it even helped. Rob prayed for me. We looked at refrigerators and found the one we most wanted was on sale. Sweet, I thought! I'm finally getting a fridge big enough for two teenage boys and their appetites. But, no. Rob - uncharacteristically I might add - decided that we shouldn't get it.

Wednesday morning I woke up in a better mood. The kids and I seemed to be getting along better (hmmm, wonder if my mood had anything to do with that). I finally wrote the post for Martha's blog, saying "if you're like me, and you've hit the wall, rejoice! God is closer than you think... Press in to Him like you never have before. And be patient. He'll talk, when He knows we're ready to listen."

Just a couple hours later, Rob got the call asking him to go to Haiti.

I've thought back to last week many times, and I wonder. Did satan know that Rob was getting a call to Haiti? I'm sure he doesn't want Christians ministering to broken hearts there.

There are only two things that might have kept Rob home. He would have said "no" to the trip if he thought the kids and I were having a tough time. He would have turned down the trip if our finances weren't stable.

So, if satan was trying to mess with us, he didn't win. My bad day didn't linger. And we didn't buy the beautiful, shiny, BIG new refrigerator like we planned. Rob is in Haiti. Lives will be changed.

God is closer than we think... Listen. And be thankful.