That's the interjection we get to hear sometimes on Sunday from a guy who goes to our church. He says it in a way that he doesn't believe what he just heard. Our pastor continues to preach. I look at my husband and roll my eyes and smile (sometimes). Last night, at Wednesday night service, my husband heard that come out of my mouth kind of as a joke.
Today has been one of those days, all these thoughts going through my head like "you're not good enough", "so and so is gossiping about you", "you're getting fat", "why don't I know how to communicate with my husband in a way thats engaging, "what is being feminine? high heels and make-up?", "why apply for the job, they already gave it to someone else", and the list goes on.
I was on the verge of tears. Those lovely things seem to come at the most inappropriate times. I wish I was pregnant and then I could just blame it on the hormones. So I was sitting at my desk, blinking my eyelids in rapid fashion to keep the dam from breaking, taking deep breaths, praying and pleading in my heart for God to help me. I was also listening to good, wholesome Christian music on the Fish via stream on my phone.
Songs were coming on that were going straight to the heart. They were singing my heart. I wanted to cry and at the same time I was feeling anger, sadness...am I going crazy? No, I am not. So.....I'm like God please help me!
I made my escape to the bathroom, where I wish I would have just let the tears flow, but I did a little more dabbing, a little more sniffing, a little more praying.
As I stood there talking, uh-hmm, complaining to God, the thought came to me, "what are you thankful for today?" Then the reminders of what God has done or how He had answered my prayers started coming. And just like that guy at church, I realized I had been saying to God, "Yeah right!" Like, "Yeah right. Did You really do that?" "Yeah right, did You answer my prayers?" Writing this, it almost sounds like the devil, the enemy of my soul talking like he did to Eve in the garden asking her, "Did God really say?" Ewwww!
So I stood in that bathroom stall, thanking God for what He has done. He's allowed me to breath another day with full capacity of my lungs unlike the time I was in D.C. and I couldn't breath that well. He answered my prayers for breath, to breath fully and I didn't realize it! How he's given me my husband, the man I had prayed for, and He answered my prayers for him in more ways than I could have asked! How He has given me a job (though I don't like it at times for people reasons but He will help me..). And so much more!
Today, I want to say Thank You Lord instead of Yeah Right! Thank You!
