Done and Once Again

I've often wished that I could have theme music with each post. Sometimes I think it would be quite appropriate. Anyhow.

The van broke down yesterday. On the highway. Filled with kids. (the van not the highway) And lots of angry traffic. During rush hour.
Mother was not amused.
Father was  not amused.
They became not amused at each other.

I write this because I think it's amazing how quickly I can go from the heights of happiness to the pit of despair (insert gravely voice).  How wonderfully loving God seems when I think that my life is on the right track, and how quickly I change to feeling abandoned.

I'm thankful for  a God who loves me. If my salvation were dependent on my faithfulness. . . . well. . . I just wouldn't be, would I?

So ,even though my sky seems as if it's falling today. My God is faithful and is bringing me down this road of life in order to make me closer to Him.

It's all good.

Oh crap- I've burnt the oatmeal and the Trevor is throwing food. Here we go again