We had to get out this afternoon and take RC his work shirt and some lunch. Then we took some
moola (aka: money) to the bank. On our way there I had a thought with the help of Popeye.
It went something like this:
We were stopped at a red light. However, there was no other traffic and so Popeye said, from the back seat, "You can go, Mama." I in turn explained to him that I could not go because despite the fact that there were no other cars in the way, the light was still red.
Then my wheels started
turnin'.
You see, in my personal experience, there have been times when to others it looks as though I should be going. My circumstances are less then ideal and life is hard. To many it looks as though I should be doing something about it. Making things happen.
But the thing is, through seeking God, I feel He is holding up a red light. I could be doing something to change my circumstances but it would be in my own power and strength. It would be with my own limited knowledge and understanding. So while it appears to be the time to be 'doing something', it is, in fact, the time to be waiting. Waiting for God to give me the green light.
And the surprising thing about waiting is that God accomplishes infinitely more than I ever could. In me and in my circumstances. Waiting is trusting God to not only provide for now, but to work on my behalf for the future. Waiting is faith in action.
Just as going is faith in action. And therein lies the rub. We must seek God to know whether the light is red or green.
I want to live a Divinely Led life. One where my choices are made from a place of desiring and knowing Jesus deeply.
Being willing to wait when the light is red and having the faith to go when the light is green no matter what the circumstances.
Because my Jesus is trustworthy. And faithful. And my very great reward.
Oh, to know Him,
Bridget
We spent time outside this evening taking pictures.
I set up my tripod. Coordinated the kids as best as possible. Told them where to sit. Then started snapping.
They are hams!
Princess and Bear are getting bored. They need new inspiration. Bobo and Popeye, however, are endless wells of ideas.
When my sisters and I would fight, mom would make us touch noses till we weren't mad anymore. What is it about being close to someone that is so funny?
Her boys. When she is apart from them she will ask, "Where my boys go?" 
Such a lady. You make Mama proud, Princess.
Now, that's better.
Seriously, I know they're mine, but couldn't you just eat them up?
Yes, this was my idea.
Make sure you see Popeye in this one. 
