Blessed Again....

Well...who would have thought that God would be in charge of a leaking toilet, but let me be the first to say that God is sovereign over EVERYTHING.
I am still amazed at what happened tonight. I was supposed to be elsewhere, doing other things. But I decided to clean up and move some furniture around at Mom's house so that she could move around with greater ease, and maybe avoid having to climb the stairs so often. I was cleaning from about 3:30pm until 7pm when my friend Dorothy and I decided to break for some Sonic and a drive through the country. When we got back, (thirty minutes later), I heard water running. I went to the downstairs bathroom to check the faucet and to make sure the toilet wasn't running. There, I found water all but pouring from the ceiling and vent. I ran upstairs, splashed through the flooded floor, and saw water blasting from the plastic bolt that hooks the water hose to the toilet. I tried to turn the water off but was a little too panicky. Fortunately, a steadier hand reached in and saved the day. So after a little freak-out session, (on my part, not Dorothy's), we called her dad, who awesomely ran right over, went back home to retrieve the needed part, and then fixed everything.
So...as I was putting the 5 soaking-wet towels into the washing machine I thought, "how does that even begin to happen??? how does a plastic bolt crack suddenly and without even being used today??? what would have happened if I hadn't been here????" Then it dawned on me...everything happened this way so that I would be here and would have help to get it fixed.
And now I am reminded of God's sovereignty and His blessings towards me. And I really haven't deserved to even be reminded. I have had a tough week full of mini-freak-out sessions which stem from not trusting God to really be in control of everything. I've heard 4 sermons on waiting on God in the past few weeks, and just recently, I got the message. I have been pleading for God to show me what to do, and now I'm sure that it is to continue to wait.
O Lord, when I find this waiting difficult, and begin to get impatient, and begin to question You all over again, remind me of tonight. Remind me of Your timing. Remind me that Your ways are not my ways, and Your thoughts are not my thoughts: Yours are higher. You know the plans that You have for me, and You will accomplish that which concerns me. Keep reminding me that if You care enough to make sure I'm at home so that water would not destroy this house, then You certainly care about more important things. I am sorry, Lord, for my doubt and foolishness. Thank You for blessing me anyway.