It feels like 2018 started at the end of May. I barely remember any of what happened in the months before that. What I remember is the contrast of events in the months following May.
What happened in late May and early June is going to carry over into 2019 and possibly beyond. While I’m not looking forward to dealing with what’s coming and the fallout, I will be happy to have it finally behind us.
“It never rains, but it pours”… Wow is this so true.
My phone died and had to be replaced. We don’t have a household land line, so my phone is the number everything related to myself and our daughter uses… doctors, family, other agencies we’re dealing with. Fortunately, I was able to get the phone I wanted without laying out a fortune up front and without having to change my monthly plan.
My laptop died. We were able to have everything on it transferred to an external hard drive and a friend has loaned me a laptop which works adequately for the moment. My husband has promised me a new one come income tax return and I’m looking forward to that.
The nephew of a woman I’ve gotten to know through church was critically injured in a single vehicle accident. While not directly affecting me and mine, it’s still a shock and I’ve listened to her talk about how it’s affected her and her family. Miraculously, this man has recovered enough to return home and get back to his life, even if it isn’t the same as before.
But then came word of a multi-vehicle accident which killed two, a father and son, and left a third in hospital for months. The boy who died was a playmate of my daughter’s from the time she was two. He and his father were people I knew to see… and was used to seeing around. It’s so strange to see the surviving members of their family without them now. News of deaths, even of fictional characters, affects my daughter strongly right now and I’m grateful for the supports we have around us.
My husband was diagnosed with a testicular cancer and had his fifth major surgery. He has recovered well and the doctors believe they got it all, but the follow up will continue over the next three years. As a result of the surgery, he spent six weeks off work.
And then the head colds and flus resulting from a lack of extreme cold weather to kill of the bugs. I’ve had a cough for more than a month that just won’t quit.
And yet, through all this we’ve had incredible support from family and friends around us. We’ve had desperately needed financial assistance from a variety of sources. We’ve had people we’re able to talk to, who listen and support us. We’ve been able to get the things we need, as we need them. Through everything this year, I’ve had an incredible experience with the way God Blesses us.
For everything that’s happened (I may have missed some of the less glaring issues here), it has not felt like a bad year. 2018 has been an eye opening year. A year which has highlighted what is most important to us and the ways God is able to provide no matter how bad things feel at the time.
Thank you, 2018. And Thank you, God.
This morning, before I took her to school, my daughter brought me a handful of clover blossoms from our backyard, where she had been playing for the few minutes before we had to leave. As you can see from the picture above, I found a pretty little vase and put them in water. Hopefully they will last a few days. They smell so wonderfully sweet.
For as long as I can remember, my parents have had a plaque on the wall which reads “The Will of God will never lead you where the Grace of God cannot keep you.” It’s taken me my whole life up until recently to truly understand what the words mean.
Now I’m at a point where I can’t keep living a life where nothing is working for me. Where I’m constantly ill and tired and forced into whichever mould someone else would see me fit. I can’t do it anymore.
Jesus says I don’t have to.
I can accept the forgiveness, salvation, and healing He offers. From there, I can set out fresh, on a path God is laying out at my feet. A path along which I can trust Him to provide all I need. A path along which I will be able to use my unique, God given gifts to his greater glory.
God made me uniquely me. He gave me gifts, talents, abilities… whatever you want to call them. It only makes sense He would want me to live as me and no one else. He would want me to use the gifts He’s given me. That’s what I intend to do, to the best of my ability, from here on out.