This is the kind of day when life feels too hard. Thankfully, I slept well last night and woke up at my friends’ house to find coffee already made, a quite corner on a sofa, and a warm blanket to wrap up in. I opened my Bible to the marker near the end of Hebrews – good words on faith.
We had two appointments yesterday, both went well, and both were emotionally difficult. It’s not one or the other; sometimes the good and the hard go hand in hand. By 4:00 I wanted to crawl into pajamas and sleep, but that wasn’t possible. I called Russ and stood outside in the sunshine telling him about our day. He shared the weight I was under and reminded me that God has seen us through so much – we’ll get through this tough stretch too.
Today brings one more appointment and then a visit with my parents and sisters. Saturday I’ll pick Isaiah up and have him with us until Sunday when the girls and I head home. We haven’t seen Isaiah since Labor Day weekend, which feels like ages ago.
In the meantime, Russ is taking Sunshine, Eby, and Little Man camping with friends. Sunshine asked for a camping birthday party, and with a late December birthday, we decided to squeeze it in as soon as possible. It’s already quite cold in the mornings. Rather than attempt a party, her friend, Happy is joining her, along with Happy’s dad and younger siblings. It should be a special time for all of them.
I read this on Facebook this morning, “The God who created the universe is moved by the sound of your voice. He delivers you because He delights in you.”
I need to believe that this morning – I need to breathe it in. I need deep comfort in my heart, peace in my body (which is feeling the stress), and wisdom that can only come for the Father of all, who knows us and loves us.
“…All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.”
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