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I live in a basement apartment, and the lawn outside my windows is just under eye-level.  That's nice, usually.  But right now, my husband has been doing some excavating, and there is a very large (approximately elephant-sized) hole in front of my kitchen window.  That's tolerable-  I can't see into the bottom of the hole.  But on the opposite side of the hole, there is a very large (approximately elephant-sized) pile of dirt blocking my view. Other priorities prolong the process, so I count my other blessings and wait for the fill-in. 

Today I stood peering at the hole and accompanying pile of dirt with one of my daughters.  The surrounding "lawn" has dirt clods and excavator tracks on it and the flower bed contains cement blocks and drain pipe sections.  There is mud on my window and dirt on my floor. 

I turned to my daughter and said, "You know, that looks kinda like our life right now. It looks like a mess, and everything is out of control."  She agreed, and I continued, "But God digs deep to accomplish what He wants in our lives, and He has a perfect plan for the finished product."

She agreed again.  She had to- I'm her mom.  Right?  Wrong- she's a grown-up now, with a family of her own.  But I'm so very thankful that she understands, at a far younger age than I did, that no matter how things turn out, God makes everything alright.  How does He do that?!

Meantime, I'll wait for my yard to reappear.  Better than before, I'm sure.