4/22ish/2013
Our little love has mastered the super crawl. And the time is fast approaching when he will be running around faster then we can keep up with. It has been emotionally bumpy the last couple days.
We are in a transition time and there are so many parallels between my pooh bears developmental stages and my spiritual walk. I am sure this isn't a compliment to my spiritual state but since it is a reality perhaps we will just say it how it is.
The house is a disaster. For those who have known me for longer then 5 minutes I am sure this goes without saying. Yet I arrived back from our vacation to a wonderfully clean house. It has since exploded into the full tornado potential.
It seems that all the stars are going to align to make sure that my inside reality matches my outside experience. Enoch had his first temperature this week. He was so pitiful and cute and needy and I felt so bad for him. We will be moving in less than 2 months. I don't know where we are moving.
We hit the ground running upon arriving back to Wonderful West Virginia. We basically stepped off the plane into 10 days of evangelistic meetings hence the house explosion and the news that we are moving. In many many ways both of these events are amazing adventures and answers to prayer. I am just having a hard time keeping a good hold on that reality while I am also sick and overwhelmed.
I found out today my friend died.
I did not know her well and she died way too young from cancer. Perhaps this is what added to the tragedy of the event. I wanted to go visit one more time before she died but the money has been tight and now it is too late.
I see in little loves slow progress toward being a biped the stumbling attempts at trusting my Heavenly Father. It is understandable for my precious son but not so understandable for me and God. He has always been faithful. So why this lack of faith?
God has a perfect plan.
He owns the cattle on a thousand hills.
He knows the plans that he has for me.
For us. He has promised to provide and is so very faithful.
Lord teach me to keep getting up.
Teach me to never give up.
Help me to trust you.
