It has been several weeks since I’ve written a post here, and life has blown through my hours and days like a whirling dervish. Rushing winds of life change, peculiar blessings, and unimaginable joy have replaced the gentle breeze that was my life. Gentle breezes will return again, but for this season, I’m panting from the gusts of new adventures.
In just two months, my mama became single again, my husband lost and gained a job, I’ve battled a painful, exhausting illness, I’ve felt the healing hand of the Great Physician, we’ve moved 40 miles south from our little haven-home into my childhood home and in with my mama, and rented out our little haven-home.
There is so much I could tell you of God’s grace, goodness, mercy, and blessings over these past months; He has been so good, and we have been so loved. It’s the strangest thing: the greatest happiness comes in such unexpected ways.
I sat in my computer chair, twirling it round and round as I talked with my mama who was standing on the steps that now bridge her home and mine together.
“This is a dream I didn’t even dream, but it’s a dream come true,” she said.
I smiled, but something stirred within me. I had heard that somewhere before.
When God’s Word is written on your heart, it becomes second nature to hear it in your ears. And there it was: “Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us….” Ephesians 3:20
A million moments full of the faithfulness of a good God. This dream has just begun….
Unwrapping the Gifts
951. A new haven-home
963. Gorgeous views from our back yard
966. Being surrounded by those who love me when I have no more strength in my body
965. The healing touch of the Great Physician
981. Going back to our wonderful church family after so many years
983. Settling in to life’s new routine
984. Working out again!
985. Watching Peanut thrive in her new surroundings
987. An unexpected date with my husband at a blast-from-the-past local hangout
986. I may not know what my future holds, but I know Who holds my future