Another Brave Girls lesson...

Another Brave Girls lesson just smacked me in the face (more like a sweet kiss actually)...

When I was growing up, my family didn't go to church.  We believed in God and my Mom would tell us bible stories when we were little, but we didn't have a church that we attended.  When I was in high school I had 3 best girlfriends...one was  Christian, one was Jewish, and one was Mormon.  So all throughout high school I would go with these friends to their churches, temples, camps, celebrations, etc.  Well it was all good, and I have respect for each and every religion out there.  But for me its pretty much just God and Love-those are my religions.  And I am good with that.  It fits me.

So....the other night I was talking to my husband and he was frustrated with something and I said to him, "honey, I think we just need to know that God has his plan, and even if it doesnt seem like it right this moment, everything will work out just the way he has it planned for us..." and all of a sudden I was smiling and lighter and not worried at all.  The words rang truer than ever before.  I FELT the faith and it felt sooooo warm and safe, like a blanket being wrapped around me.

That was one of those moments that I promise myself never to forget.