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Seasons & Trials

Did you ever just wake up thinking, Lord, what are you trying to teach me in this? We are in a season of joy, our boys are growing bigger, maturing, turning into men.  We are looking at colleges, talking about the future.

Simultaneously, my heart is heavy, my dog is really sick, which I know to some people seems like a small thing considering all the other things we have to worry about, but to me it is so very saddening.

My patience and parenting are tested daily by my foster son, who bless his heart, is sooooo good when he is good, and sooooooo difficult when he is angry.  He is angry a lot.

I have been so blessed with work, and believe me I am grateful.  When you work for yourself, work tends to flow in monsoons, and droughts---- so while I love the benefits of tons of work, it does take a toll on me.

I am also blessed by a new season of hope at our church.  We finally have a new pastor! Our church has been packed the last two weeks, and the energy is so awesome!  I would like nothing more than to be singing with the worship team, arranging fun events for the women's ministry, investing tons of time, getting to know all of these new people, reconnecting with old friends, maybe even getting reconnected into a Home Bible Fellowship Group.  I just haven't been able to carve out the time I would like in order to do all of these things.  Some of them, but not all of them.  It is a little frustrating.  That is where I get filled up, that is where I get prayer, and it really helps me during the tough moments of my everyday.

Ok- back to my point..... Lord, what are you trying to teach me in this? How can I come through this and bring glory to you?  I will just do what I know how, give praises for the the good, give praises for the trouble, because I know, I just know, there is a point to it.  Our Lord has the 40,000 ft view, that I just can't see right now.  Just breathe, and put one foot in front of the other, and enjoy the walk.

Blessings to all- Hope you have a good week!

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