Into the Great Wide Open

I got two letters in the mail today.  Not bills, not Netflix, not junk mail...LETTERS!  Two of them.  Two.  In the same day.  Two letters.  Best.day.ever.

About a week and a half ago I made up my mind to quit my belly achin'.  That's right.  No more complaining for this kid about moving to Idaho, living in Idaho, what's wrong with Idaho (except the food...I'm totally still complaining about the Mexican food and probably will be as long as I live here!), my living situation, why my kids are brats...I could go on, cause seriously, I'm pretty sure that all that's been coming out of my mouth lately are complaints.  And I'm getting on my own nerves.
Giving up complaining means that I'm trying to see things with my rose-colored lenses.  That's still a little hard.  But it also means I am relying on my Heavenly Father for help ALOT more.  I'm sort of used to just relying on ME to get MYSELF out of these situations I get into.  Here's what I've learned though...


The thing is, its not like we woke up one day and said, "Hey, lets move to Idaho."  Because you know what that would mean?  That would mean we said, "Hey, let's move to Idaho and sell our house that WE BUILT and quit an EXCELLENT paying job and move away from DELICIOUS Mexican food and a good support system and just step into the great unknown."  That's really not what happened.  For the record.  What we did was say, "Something is missing, something is off in our lives, let's figure out what it is."  And apparently it was Idaho.  Idaho was missing from our lives.  Idaho and money cause we.be.broke.  All the time.  That's a complaint...I'm not perfect.:)  We prayed alot.  ALOT.  So much so that it seemed like God might've gotten tired of listening to us.  But He didn't.  He kept giving me/us the SAME answer every day...and He keeps giving me that same answer.  
I prayed.  I got an answer.  Do I complain that it wasn't the answer I wanted, or am I just grateful to know that my Heavenly Father is constantly listening and answering my prayers?  After all, I'm the one that asked the question...not Him.  I chose to follow the promptings that came after asking the questions.  Do I complain that it wasn't in my "10 year plan" to move to Idaho, or am I just grateful for my agency and that my Heavenly Father trusts me to do what HE knows is best for me?  Do I complain that I'm living with my in-laws, or am I just grateful to have family who not only loves me, but also adores my children, and supports us in all we do?  Do I complain about being broke or am I just grateful that Idaho Milk saw the awesome-ness in Kris that I see every day?
The Mexican food...well, it is what it is and I guess I will be grateful that my Mama taught me a few things.:)