Rough Weekend

So, I just got through, about two hours ago, tucking in my six year old. Tate is such a sweet soul. The girls, Tate, and I spent time tonight literally on our knees intervening for their dad and our family unit.
This weekend was very tough for all of us. I asked my husband - the man I love- to leave. Why? Because his choices were coming between us - causing problems where before I had not recognized them. Again - God is allowing my "wax" to be melted - not only in my personal life, but also in me.
So, my six year old told me earlier that he wanted to be my "hair artist". Meaning he wanted to curl my hair. He had spent a little time watching the girls practice with the sponge rollers tonight and decided after building a car out of the same rollers - that mommy needed a makeover. It was great - I must have really been in need because soon all three were making me over. After all was almost done, Tate looked at me and said - in words wiser than his years - "I wanted to do this to take my mind off missing Daddy."
I completely understood.
How appropriate that he chose a "makeover" as a way to do that. That is what I feel like I am in the midst of right now - a life changing "make over". I can honestly say that my prayers about wanting God to remove from me the anger that has been coming and going lately has really happened. I am no longer angry - at my husband or my situation - I see most of my part in this drama that is our life right now, but I pray that all will be revealed as I can handle it and deal with it in a Christ like and healthy way.
Today at church the pastor was out and we had his home church pastor - Larry Stockstill come and speak to us. I had just completed my connection card with my prayer requests on it - which included asking God to keep me in line with His will - not mine- when Pastor Stockstill gave us the title of the sermon - which was all about being in line with God's will - so we don't miss our "assignment". Amen!
How on time is God in my life lately? Probably always, but I haven't looked as much for it as recently. I am so very thankful. Thankful for friends that despite absences and neglect on my part - love me and help me and pray with me. I am also so thankful for my children - and the reminders because of them and our current situation - that my past was important for my future - no matter what I may have felt like all this time. Wow - so, so very thankful!!
So, as I was tucking Tate in and kissing him on the head - he looked at me and asked me, "Is Daddy stuck in the mud that already got the sticks?" As I smiled at his interpretation - or hearing of -my earlier prayer I explained, "Yes - satan is trying to keep his daddy stuck in the miry muck of lies, but that we are praying against that and for complete 'unsticking' of his daddy." He nodded and went to sleep. I think I will, too.