Just Gotta Trust

So, I'm lucky enough to be a SAHM. My husband provides so well for my daughter and I - we're truly blessed.

But that doesn't mean we don't have tough times. The cost of living is going up and up and up. We've cut back on the big things (bye-bye DirecTV...), and we budget like maniacs, but it's still stressful - I mean, our student loans are about as much as a mortgage!

On Monday night I was doing the bills and just thinking to myself how I really needed to go back to work to help support my family. I didn't want to put the whole burden on my husband, and even though it meant finding childcare for F (and the thought of that ripped my guts out), I thought I really needed to help.

I talked to G about it, and he said he wanted me home with F, and we would be alright. I didn't believe him.

That night I prayed. I told God I would do whatever he wanted me to do. If he wanted me home with F, I would stay home. If he wanted me to help support my family financially, I would get a job. I just needed him to make it clear what his desire was for me.

Yesterday, G calls out of the blue to tell me that he had his annual review (which was a bit late). He told me that he got a $2 an hour raise and, get this, it was going to be retroactive back to his DATE OF HIRE. Which was almost 18 months ago!

WHAT?! If that wasn't God telling me what he wanted, I don't know what would be!

I just gotta trust. I know God provides.