We spent the day doing just ordinary stuff. We moved everything into one room so that the carpet could be installed, and then we moved it all back. We painted a few walls, unpacked a few boxes, watched the girls play a few hours, ate lunch, and then went back for a little bit more of the usual. The house is really coming together. Tomorrow, we paint the girls' room.
We came home tonight and ate dinner, tried to find a cartoon for the girls to watch, and witnessed a major melt down. Oh, boy, our first one in Texas. We were really beside oursleves. Here was our oldest going full throttle at 8:30 in a hotel room. We ended up sitting in the car with our two youngest, watching the door to the room, waiting for our oldest to quiet down. We just didn't know what to do. We felt so overwhelmed and frustrated, and then Tanner suggested that we pray. I said that I didn't really feel like it, and he reminded me that was when it was most important to do so. I shrugged, and decided that he was right. We prayed. Then presently we felt the Lord prompt us to go back into the room which we did. And lo, and behold, she was sitting quietly on the bed. We talked to her for quite a while about the gravity of her sin, and how it made her and us feel. I reminded her that she often prayed to Jesus when she had lost something, and that He was always faithful to help her find the lost item. I told her that she was lost and that maybe she needed to pray and ask Jesus to find her. She frowned, and I sighed. It just didn't seem like she got the idea. We talked a little bit more, and I was about to take a shower, when I told her that we couldn't make her pray to Jesus. She had to do it. And then she very calmly asked us for help.
Tonight, Jesus gave us the greatest gift. We got to welcome our daughter into the family of God.
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