Signs and wonders

Yesterday sucked..initially. My daughter came home from school as usual, like a whirlwind. I let her know that she was still in a holding pattern with her IPad for using it the night before for some pretty explicit texting...eewww. Any way she also was told that she could not use the phone until I got an authentic apology for her lying, blame throwing. Etc. her way to solve it said that she is moving out and took the phone and called her boyfriend of one week to ask if she can move in with him at his aunts house...then I was assaulted with a litany of my parental failures which include, but are not limited to: Strictness, ( making her responsible for consequences) over protectiveness, (not letting her have sex with her new boyfriend of one week), and last but not least, making her obey the Christian rules of the house, ie, treat others with respect, not judging classmates, no naked or half clothed pics, the usual abusive parenting stuff. 
Oddly enough, there was no mention of healthy food, heat, clothing, safety, no drugged or drunk parenting, and all the other amenities she gained upon adoption. I was feeling pointless and redundant as I listened to more and more of it, then I thought about how grateful I was that Patrick, now had a Heavenly view of the situation..He could see past all of the bull pucky that she used to turn him against me, time and time again. The last words he spoke to me were about how badly I spoke to her. He usually only heard one side, hers. 
As I was doing the dishes and hurting beyond measure, I broke to use the bathroom. As I sat down, I saw it, the white feather at my feet..and i knew without a doubt, that HE knew. I got a peace in my soul that she could not understand..she tried for the rest of the night to egg me on in front of our study group..I did not bite, I will not bite again....