I got home from work and decided to check the mail (first mistake!) and of course, they were bills. One was addressed to me and had no return address. I was curious and opened it right away. It was a letter from a collection agency. Being me, I freaked out immediately. The letter said I needed to pay my hospital bill within the next 3o days, and there is no way we just have an extra $1,ooo laying around. I cried. What were we going to do? Why did they send us to a collection agency? Isn't it a law that hospitals have to allow people to make payments? And to top that off, I had only received this bill about a month ago and had sent in a payment (these were the thoughts running through my mind). I showed the letter to Eli and he was just about as confused as me, but he was able to calm me down and tell me that we'll figure it out. The rest of that night I was kinda in a fog. I didn't want to think about it, but it's hard not to. We went to a BBQ for a friend of Eli's and that helped take my mind off it for a while, but it came creeping back up, frustrating me, giving me a headache. During this time, I did pray. But I think a part of me wasn't really into the prayer. All I could think about was how horrible this was, we're going to be in debt for years, etc. My mind always runs to the worse case scenario. Before we went to bed we prayed about it and I felt calm and was able to sleep. My darling husband told me that he would call the agency in the morning and figure out what was going on. I woke up feeling peaceful and knowing that God was going to get us through this. I have tried not to think too much about it today and I didn't want to bother Eli any more than I already have about it. Especially when he is at work. Well, I just talked to him and apparently the hospital accidently sent the wrong accounts to the collection agency! It was all a mistake! When I heard that, my first thought was "God is amazing!" Here I was freaking out, thinking the worse, and it was just a mistake. God knew that..... I wonder is He trying to get my attention? He is always here for me, will give me the strength to endure, and loves me. Every time something like this happens, He gets us through it. But I forget that. I need to thank Him on a daily basis, but somehow I never think to do that. Maybe that's what He is trying to teach me, to be constantly praising and thanking Him. No matter what is going on.