One month ago I didn’t imagine that I would be writing this post. One day ago I didn’t know how I would write it. If I were to wait a day or two, it could become a week or two, and then I might be tempted to word it too carefully, or spin it in a particular way.
Then it occurred to me that the best thing to do is what I’ve always done – share honestly from my heart.
This morning Russ and I are traveling with Dimples to Montana. While we plan to go out for dinner and swim at the hotel, the truth is that this is a heartbreaking trip because when we travel back on Tuesday, Dimples will not be with us. A series of events over the last few weeks has brought us to this decision.
We believe the program is a good fit for our family and is in line with our beliefs about helping children heal. We will be very involved in her care and treatment, and expect we will be traveling to Montana regularly. Our goal is to bring her home when the necessary healing has taken place.
I’ve cried many tears over this decision, yet we see the Lord’s hand in every single step we’ve taken. He has clearly led us on this path and we are trusting Him in every moment.
We’ll be home on Tuesday and I may put on my pajamas and curl up in a ball for a couple of days – or God may give me unexpected strength. Either way, my life is not my own, it belongs to Jesus and I will worship him.
Take my will and make it Thine
It shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart it is Thine own
It shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord I pour
At Your feet it’s treasure store
Take myself and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.