I spent some of this past week sulking, discouraged by how elusive complete healing seems. Shaun bumped into someone who was asking about me. How's Lisa? We heard you are all done...she's back at 100%? Yeah, not quite. Shaun and I would put me somewhere in the 60-70% range. There are still so many things. I feel like I've been patient, but for whatever reason, this week it wore thin.
But...with a fresh week comes a fresh outlook. I have more blessings than my heart can contain....that is the truth of it.
I attended the funeral of a woman who died of colon cancer at the age of 59 after battling it for six years. We were co-workers 20 years ago and I hadn't seen her since until God set up a divine meeting for us. During this past year, though it was a limited capacity for both of us, we reconnected over our mutual battle. I went to visit her several times and sent her cards and towards the end it became clear her body had had enough. Still, it was a shock when I found out she had passed. What I would have given for just one more conversation.
It was difficult to be at the funeral, listening to her loved ones contend with the reality that they would now be doing life without her. I'm so thankful for the Comforter.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.
This is what happens when you set bread on the floor to rise near the heat register and the kids come home and get an afterschool snack. Thankfully the foot made contact with the towel covering the dough and not the dough itself. Though, being honest, I would've eaten it anyway. After all, its bread!!
We ran an errand after school and drove by the park. The kids thought 40 and sunny made for a perfect day to play so we stopped.
I delight in finding new creations all over the house. If you've got the time, Aiden's got a full story to go with each one.
Amanda went missing...I found her studying in her room. She looked so sweet (and too teenager-ish!) diligently working on her report.
We were out of the house at 8 am for basketball and all three kids had games but we arrived at one of the schools a little early so the kids played on the beautiful playscape.
Such a fun, quiet family day.