"The Lord will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest"
-Psalm 85:12
I'm learning to be content with where God has me, has our family. For the past few weeks I've been struggling with the idea of being far from family and friends who are like family. I hate the idea of grandparents not seeing Riley grow, only seeing her every few months. I'm jealous of families that live close to their parents and brothers and sisters. I want that for our family so badly.
But, this is what God wants for us right now. Most days I fight Him about it, question our being in Monterey. What was once excitement is now anger and some disappointment. I really don't understand why we're here and not somewhere else. And when I mean somewhere else I mean near family. God knows though, has His reasons for bringing us here and that comforts me. That brings me peace and joy.
I was talking to a friend yesterday and we were talking about where we'd like to be. Where we see ourselves in a few years. She said she wanted to leave Southern California and doesn't know what she'd do if God wants her to remain there. That made me stop and panic in a way. I don't want God to keep us here for very long! But then I remembered why we came here in the first place:
We wanted to follow where God lead us, no matter where that was. We were excited about that... Where has that excitement gone? Why aren't we content simply knowing that God has us here for a reason and will bless us while we're here?
I've found a new excitement for Monterey and whats in store for our family. I know my God is good. Always.
Riley decided that she wanted to dress up in her scarf and mittens... But really just one mitten so she could hold her sippy cup and eat cereal. Every time her mitten falls off she screams a bit and hands it to me, holding out her hand saying "ya ya ya". It makes me laugh, seriously how fun is she?
Now she's off to my room to find her favorite necklace to wear. :) Little girls are fun.
Last night Riley was having some trouble sleeping so I went in there and held her for a bit. I love moments like those... When all she needs is simply for me to hold her. There's nothing better than having your child wrap their arms around you and rest their head on your shoulder. I wanted that moment to last forever, just the two of us in her room. We're in the process of re-training her to sleep through the night, thanks to sickness and some teething things have been thrown off. Again. While I knew I should put her right back in her crib, I didn't. I sang to her and rocked her. The older she gets the more rare these nighttime moments together become. And its even more rare that she prefers me instead of Leif to comfort her. I was cherishing the few minutes I held her and loving that she wanted me to hold her. 
