I asked the Lord that I might grow.

I MISS my Mark! 

I wasn't going to be one of those wives who always seems needy!  But today is hard and I miss my husband.  It's been a long week without him!  I'm trying to be full of faith in the Lord's will, but it is just plain hard.  Single parenting is not for me!  Last time he was away we could talk lots, this trip of training seems even more intense and he has basically no breaks!  Pray for me!  Molly is doing great and we are filling our days up with good activities and tasks, but ready for this crazy training to be over! Soon this will past.  I know it's only a season.  Thankfully, the Lord knows and see this for my good!  I just want to see how it is for my good too! :)

I can't believe it has been a month since I've posted on this thing!  :)  Hopefully more pictures and updates to come!  I was going to write down Molly birth story too!  I can't believe she is already over 5 months old and growing and smiling lots!  ;)  For sure I have lots be thankful for!  Just one of those days!  Needing to meditate and consider the Gospel of Christ....this is the only answer to any struggle!


Just talked to Mark on the phone and he reminded me of this hymn that I just love and so helpful to consider how good God is in knowing how to grow us up and sanctify! The Lord knows exactly what will cause us to run to Him!  Which is a grace.  I pray that I can see this all is from my loving Father, set up for me so that I may flee to Him and find my all in Him alone.  I pray that this hymn encourages you as it did just me! 

"I asked the Lord that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace;
Might more of His salvation know,
And seek, more earnestly, His face.

’Twas He who taught me thus to pray,
And He, I trust, has answered prayer!
But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair.

I hoped that in some favored hour,
At once He’d answer my request;
And by His love’s constraining pow’r,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.

Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry pow’rs of hell
Assault my soul in every part.

Yea more, with His own hand He seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

Lord, why is this, I trembling cried,
Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?
“’Tis in this way, the Lord replied,
I answer prayer for grace and faith.

These inward trials I employ,
From self, and pride, to set thee free;
And break thy schemes of earthly joy,
That thou may’st find thy all in Me.”

                                          -John Newton