It comes in Three's....hey didn't the wise men come in three's??!!

I am sure that by now you have heard the old adage that everything happens in three's...of course it is usually assumed that these are bad things but still, it seems to hold true, or at the very least we find a way to add the "it's" up to three...whatever they may be.

First, I want to add a disclaimer for this post as I have basically had no sleep for the past few nights due to one of those "three's things".  This morning I put dirty dishes in the fridge, dirty clothes in the dishwasher and was about to put the milk into the washing machine so I don't know how much validity I'd put in today's post, but, here are my observations nonetheless.

I know that some of you remember reading my last post about our "car troubles" so that is what I am calling "thing one".  Thing two, would present itself in the way of our bank deciding to get "a new and even better computer software program" which was supposed to ease the banking efforts of both the bank and the customer.  Well let me just say that on last Wednesday it was good that I didn't have a Capitol one representative before me either in person or on the phone because I would surely have been up on assault charges or at the very least broken some big vulgar language laws.  It was a true Rube Goldberg moment...when the ball got rolling it went all the way down the hill.  Thankfully, my wonderful mother-in-law deposited some money into our account to pull us out of the money pit we found ourselves in.  AND the bank had made a error so we were able to get our overdraft funds put back into our account with their deepest apologies.  This was money that we had to use later on a emergency trip to instant care on Sunday night...or...THING THREE.

Hannah my five year old, had begun to complain about having a sore throat on Saturday morning. I gave her some Motrin figuring it was drainage, she felt better and that was the end of it....till Saturday night.  By Sunday morning the pain was extremely bad and she sounded like someone had her around the throat. ( Did I mention that  it was Mark's weekend to work)  Sunday night we decided that Hannah needed to get some relief that could not wait till Monday so she and Mark went to the only instant care place that was still open at 6:00 on Sunday night, in Slidell.....and, of course, the most expensive!!  God was good though, the funds were there between Capitol One's brain fart and Grandma Dee:) And yes, all three girls eventually came down with strep, which was what Hannah had.

What I learned is that God's got your three's (or whatever number you are currently dealing with) and He does take care of us.  He took care of the car problem; he took care of the bank problem; and he took care of the children in the midst of their illness allowing me to be off with them and them to be off of school.  I  realize that I do have so much to be thankful for in my family; my parents; my children; my home; my food; my freedom; and I could go on!

I challenge you to take hold of your three's (the good, the bad and the ugly) because they are all opportunities for us to grow, let go and let God. Have a FANTASTIC THANKSGIVING and much love to you and yours!