My friend, Jody, gave a talk at the Embracing Orphans retreat that was anchored around this quote by Frederick Buechner,
Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid.
I woke up this morning thinking about Jody standing in front of us telling her story in a gentle, vulnerable way. In this life, we know that both beautiful and terrible things happen. Jesus said,
“Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Luke 12:32.
I want to simply accept this and not be afraid; today that is not coming easily.
This week some decisions will be made about Dimples’ care – primarily what our portion of the cost will be, as well as a few other details. I know the deep truth that it is all completely in the Lord’s control, and not in the hands of the people involved. This process has been painful and is terrible in ways I can’t explain right now; I need to ride it out and see what God has in mind.
Please pray with us that the determination will be favorable to us and we will be at peace.
Last night we returned home from a visit with Dimples. It was a long drive (375 miles each way), and hard at times, especially over snowy mountain passes. It was also very beautiful; western Montana is spectacular. We took Eby and Little Man with us, since I had already been gone for a few days just the weekend before. Thankfully, Isaiah came along to watch over them while we were with Dimples. The guys even got out for a little hike Saturday afternoon.
The visit was a blend of pretty good, and really crummy. We have to get to the hard stuff for the program to help her, so I’m thankful it is coming out, but the process is not pleasant. Truth be told, I’m a little scared. What if a year is not enough? What if the healing doesn’t come?
“Fear not, little flock….”
I got out of the car last night and wanted to lie down on the sofa for hours, but I had to kick into high gear and get the kids settled back in at home. I was met by a sad and angry daughter, who later softened while we snuggled on the sofa together. We had a precious time talking about grief, love, and how hard it is to heal a broken heart. Our time ended sweetly and that sweetness lasted until this morning when it felt like we were right back where we started.
“Fear not, little flock….”
Fear not, Lisa, fear not.
I have a loving Father who knows every detail of my life. My future is in his hands – every child, every illness, every dollar, every moment.
Question: What helps you when you are afraid?
I would love to hear from you today.
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