Oh Happy Day
So, much is still the norm. There was no razzle-dazzle spring break. We decorated easter eggs, 5 days after easter. I centered pretty much every waking hour of the day around one child’s needs, but not so much the child. I did have some special moments with my boy and a pretty awesome hour with the girls. We wrote one heck of a story together and ate ice-cream at 9 am…and I reflect on prayers answered.
Prayers for balance…desperately needed balance between the world inside my phone, volunteer work, the people I love, advocacy, writing, etc. I’m a work in progress, to be sure – but there have been some moments – some moments where I’ve actually been fully present enough that my heart and breath could barely coordinate for taking in the joy of words and smiles and laughter.
And there has also been this: We are getting back our nursing – not through the old avenue, but a new one. The goodness of this moment, and the relative ease of it when so many things are so hard fought…I’m thankful. Thankful for your prayers and thankful to the Heavenly Father “who does all things well.”
Most of all, I’m thankful for this growing confidence that in the prayers that are answered quickly and “favorably” and in the prayers that are answered with an uphill battle, there is a good that is greater, so much greater and richer than what I would hold onto with my fists full of desperation, clinging to air. He is trustworthy. “Praise God from whom all blessings flow!”