Feeling Blessed

I haven't blogged in a few days because I've been feeling a little stressed.
We've been buried under paper for foster care and our adoption, not to mention trying to chase after 3 kids under 3.
Add that to two failed fundraisers, a possible diagnosis of MS for my mom, and broken sleep from a teething, gassy 1 year old - and you've got a sour woman on your hands.
I've started going down the thought process of "am I praying the wrong things?", "where are You, God?".
And things like "why aren't the doors opening", and comparing our journey to others who are doing "better", and by that I mean raising more money, or have more money to spend, or whose paperwork is seeming to come easy.
I start questioning if we're doing what God wants, or if there's something I'm not doing, etc.
I'm not saying that any of these thought processes make any sense, or hold any truth to them - or even that I feel that way often.
But, I've been a bit grumpy the last few days.
And God has graciously spoke to me tonight - and eased my anxiety.
He's showed me to trust Him and His timing, and to stop trying to figure our His ways before He's ready to show them to me.
I'm having a hard time learning this.
But, I am feeling blessed tonight.
We have gotten two donations that really mean a lot more than what they are.
They are God's way of saying "I've got it" to me, and calming my spirit.

Thank You, God. Thank you so much for giving me that sweet reminder that this is all in your very capable hands. Thank you for understanding my need to SEE things happen in order to not be discouraged, and being so lavish in providing me that reassurance the way you did.
I am so blessed and spoiled, and in awe of your perfect timing.