Yes, I know I said I would start up the blog again...and then it fell by the wayside. But recently, I have found that I just want to vent/share and since I live by myself, I thought this was the best place. I have also been following other blogs and love to have a window into what's going on in others lives. So....
Life. So precious. So fleeting. I have been amazed over the past month with how much God has been working in my life. And just this week I was again reminded of my place in life. I have been struggling since I moved to Washington to find my place, where it is God wants me. Now, I'm not just talking location-wise, I'm talking people, groups, volunteering, the reason for moving here, etc... And I got caught up in myself, in life, and feeling sorry for myself when things were different than I imagined.
And then this weekend, I came across a post on Facebook that almost dropped me to the floor: a family friend's son (4-yr old precious son who looks just like his father) has cancer. CANCER. And what's more is that as I read his story, I realized that while this past month for me has really been a struggle, it is NOTHING in comparison to what this family has gone through over the same month. My trials and tribulations that made me weak, that made we question, that made me doubt....and here is a family that is pulling together, and finding strength from God. It amazes me how God is glorified through the witness of this family who's life has been torn apart. Four. Years. Old. My heart breaks.
And so, I now reflect on all that God has given me and am thankful that no matter what our trials He is there. I also am so thankful that he reminds us through out-of-the-blue ways that we are all together, no one is alone. This body of Christ is there for each other. And HE is guiding us, no matter how far we feel away--He is always there.
