Little Sisters, Engine Lights, And Trust

There is so much I would like to share! I'm trying to pin point ONE thing, but you know, I just can't do it! 

Let's start with Friday.
On Friday, not only did I get to spend most of the day with my intended, but I got to spend a lot of it with his siblings, whom I happen to love. I brought over Diego the Durango, and my intended's 9 year old sister helped me to clean him out. We vacuumed, organized, washed windows, and wiped down seats and steering wheels. Honestly, it was a lot of fun. She's a great little kid, and having the responsibility of being her big sister is a little daunting sometimes. Which is almost silly, because I have two little sisters of my own. But these are someone else's daughters, and while I know how my parents raised me and my sisters, I have to learn someone else's rules. I want to show her, and Blair's other sister, what it means to be a Woman of Christ. I want to be a good example to them, as well as be a good example to my own little sisters, still.

Anyway, while we cleaned, I snapped a few pictures, here are two good ones! She stole my scarf and was wearing it while we cleaned, and then when we went to clean the wind shield, she climbed right up on top of that silly car! No fear at all from her little heart!

My little helper!

She has such a givers heart, it's beautiful to see.

Now, there is more to the story of Friday, (we haven't even made it through half the things I want to tell you!). I've been dealing a lot with trust and worry and wisdom lately. Because the Lord tells me that I shouldn't worry, in James and Matthew, we are told, explicitly that the Father in Heaven will care for us. The Bible, in Proverbs, also tells us that we should be wise and seek counsel in the choices that we make. So here's my issue, when does wisdom become worry? When does trust become flippant? When do we end, and God's provision and blessing on our choices begin? I think about these things. As you all know, we bought a car not long ago, and since then, we've had some issues with it (like, not passing inspection). After spending some time cleaning out the car with my wonderful almost little sister, I got in the car to leave, and the check engine light came on.

It can mean nothing, it can mean everything. But it seems that this ALWAYS happens to me. It upsets me. So I went to my house that I'll live in when married, and cried on the floor. I wanted to call one of my best friends, but we've had to take a step back, so I couldn't. It is hard for me, to let things go. Especially people that I truly love. I cant give them time and space, but in the end, I still love them, always. I don't love in little ways. When my beautiful and wonderful intended came to the house, I held it together for only a few minutes for breaking down in sobs. He's a good man. He may not know what to do, but he knows that telling me "it's all gonna be ok" when I'm like that, usually just pisses me off. He has this habit of helping me to remember that we are to have Faith like little Children, that God told Abraham to pack up and go, blindly, and we are to have that same type of faith.

I'm working on that one.

It's late friends, and though there is more to tell you, perhaps I'll wait until tomorrow. I have to go put purple goo on my face and watch it harder so that my skin looks like when I get married in 98 days. :)