This is Yes

This morning the boys and I spent some time in Psalm 103 together making lists of reasons to praise God. It was beautiful to see their eyes light up with each attribute they found in the psalm and then to rejoice together in prayer for all that God is.

Praise the Lord, my soul,
And do not forget how kind He is.

The prayers that many of you offered brought great peace last night and this morning as I made my way to the doctor’s office, knowing the choice we had made. Bri and I decided that we would take the step of faith and risk the injections not being covered to save our family months of emotional upheaval.

Wisdom: He Gives it Generously

“But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him.” (James 1:5)

It is easy for me to immediately go to others when I am faced with a dilemma, small or large. How often I forget that going to God first in all things is not only giving Him the proper place in my life, but it’s also acknowledging that He is the source of all wisdom. I’m thankful for my parents, for my close friends, for my pastors to whom I can go with questions, but I long to make a habit of God first in all things.

My Good and His Glory

Therefore, we can look at our waits as a gift not an obstacle… Consider that every wait is a pregnancy and God is birthing something in your soul for your good and for His glory. (~L. Shadrach)

No matter what answer God gave us today with regard to my test results, He is worthy of praise.

No matter what answer God gave us today with regard to my test results, He is good.

No matter what answer God gave us today with regard to my test results, He would be glorified.

November Gratitude: It is Right…

…to give Him thanks and praise.

Yesterday I drove through the still glorious autumn mountains to my 3-month follow-up with my endocrinologist (translate: thyroid doctor). I dropped off my Bella at Grandma’s house for the morning, still laughing over her comments through the drive… “Mommy, can I have your lip gloss? Because mine’s just lip BALM, and it’s really quite boring.” (Have I ever mentioned we’re doomed?) We chatted about how beautiful the sun on the trees is and we talked about how fun it was a Grandma’s.

Seeing in the Dark

It hit my Bear this afternoon. The reality. Mommy is going to the hospital again. He tried to talk, but his voice was shaking so much, “Buuutt, will I ggggeet to come ssssee you?” He was trying so hard to be strong and brave.

Aren’t we all in this house?

I fell to the floor and pulled him close, tucking his head under my chin, trying to hide my own tears, “Oh, Bear.” He wept for 15 minutes. “I just don’t want you to leave me again. What if you don’t come back?” he said when he could finally talk, and it took everything in me from jumping to the phone and canceling this surgery.