155- The Peace of Acceptance

155-The Peace of Acceptance

Sept 21, 1985

This peace of acceptance is so precious. The grace of God has met me here. I have accepted Dan’s job hours, the stress, his preoccupation with the building even while at home. I have accepted my long hours with my sons and am enjoying them. I have accepted that we may not have a family vacation to the redwoods and the ocean, that I may not get to go to the Pastors’ Conference again this year. I have accepted caring for Dan’s grandmother, Dan’s lack of nice clothes, the boys’ high water pants. There is a ton of grace and joy on me. I love it. I love God. I have seen wonderful self control, by the Spirit of God, and answers to intercession. WONDERFUL GOD! PLEASE HELP ME NOT TO BOAST BUT TO BE QUIET AND CONFIDENT IN YOU!

1 Corinthians 15:10 (but I labored even more than all of them) yet not I but the grace of God with me.

That’s how I feel. Someone, something, is working in me, living through me. Who I am right now is so unlike who I really am. I am so joyful, so persevering , so at peace with God and my husband—it must be God in me! Bless You!

Daddy’s making goofy faces to get us to laugh. It worked. (Notice the thick gold shag carpet.)