Trust.

The past week some pretty stressful, crazy, scary things have happened. Long story short: Last Thursday night my apartment was broken into and my purse was stolen. The next night the person came back and stole my car too. While some of you may want to hear the full story about how it happened and this and that... what I really want to share with you is how this event that had every potential of setting me back in my relationship with my Heavenly Father, ended up ultimately bringing me closer to Him.

Thursday night I cried... a lot... but when I found my car missing on Saturday morning my emotions were screaming at me to let it all out and just cry, my logical side was telling me that crying would not solve anything, while my mind swam with "what if" or "why didn't you" questions, while my heart was urging me to simply trust God and put the situation in His hands.

I refused to shed one single tear Saturday morning. I continued on with every single plan I had for the weekend before all of this happened and I had an amazing weekend. All these plans kept me busy, too busy to even sort out my feelings or process what had happened. Throughout the weekend and the following week I had to tell the story over and over again, each time easier than before. My friends and family members' responses were, "Wow. You're handling this like a champ", "If I was in your situation I would just be balling my eyes out", "I can't believe you're so calm about this", "I'm praying for you", etc.

Thursday night I was a complete and total wreck - crying, screaming, etc. Why was Friday (and from there on out) so different? Because I did my part of calling the police and the insurance companies, but as for everything else... I decided I needed to completely trust God on this. I fully, 100%, placed the situation in His hands. I completely handed everything over to Him. The peace and comfort I experienced after doing that was something I have never felt before. The unexplainable calm could have come from nowhere other than from Him.Once again a situation that Satan intended for bad, me and my Father turned around used it for good.

And you want to know what happens when you place things in God's hands... My car was returned to me in 7 days with minor damage... A clear blessing from my Father Himself. Oh how He makes me smile. =]