I am ready to forge ahead. My family has changed, rather dramatically. But I like to remind myself of my roots, and remember the example of faith that my mom lived out in front of me. No longer can my faith be something I work on to impress my earthly parents, now it is 100% between me and God, and it's reason for being, is because He Is. Was. Always will be. Amen.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
1.5 years later...
So it's been quite some time since my last update. I ran across this old blog, and the itch to write returned. I read my last post from April '09, and I am surprised at what I knew then. The storm I faced rocked me to my core, and continued to stretch on past what I could foresee at the time. How the roads of our life twist. I wish I could say I maintained that calm, peaceful, and faithful presence throughout it, but there were moments. Moments that became stretches of time. Stretches of time that became lifelessness spiritually. But there has been a new awakening. God was kind enough to place people in my life who were willing to point the right way. And I'm thankful he is patient. I can be a pretty passionate person when it comes to my emotions. I expected to feel angry at God. What surprised me was the apathy that ensued instead. Looking back, I think I felt like I had prayed for years about the health of my mom, and despite it all, the will of God remained unbroken, and pointed to her battle taking her from us. I have believed since the moment it happened that it happened that way for a reason. Who knows what she was being saved from? I don't doubt His goodness. But hearing the final "No"....I retreated. Like a child, spurned by their parents, even though their "no" was totally right and for my own good, the denial of the self-will still aches.
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