Think on Such Things

For me, the last post on anger was a musing of the past. It was emotions that have taken me years to work through and at times, still work through. It began when our family lived in North Carolina several years ago and this journey of having a medically complicated son began. I found myself more and more angry at what God was doing with our life, about how He was orchestrating everything for His glory. I didn’t get it! I still don’t in many ways. That anger that I experienced so frequently turned to bitterness and distance. I just didn’t want to read the Bible. I didn’t feel like going to church. I didn’t want to teach my kids about God because I just didn’t trust him. It was a dark season. At times, it still is. My heart felt so sick and what was worse is that I could see where I was. I have grown up surrounded by the Church all of my life and I knew that my heart was growing cold. Honestly, I don’t remember what the turning point was. I don’t think that there was a big e...

2017 has been a whirlwind of a year. I remember celebrating the New Year in January, we were so hopeful for the newness that was ahead, for the fresh start. 2016 was the year that Moses was diagnosed with a wicked rare heart condition and we were looking forward to falling into a new normal of maintenance. We no longer had to give him medication after 4 hours (waking him up in the middle of the night). It seemed as though we had finally adjusted to this new diagnosis and were thankful to take some deep breaths to lick our wounds. After a diagnosis that rocks your world, you may often only start to see how your family, kids, marriage has been affected till after the doctors visits have calmed down, therapies been put into place, insurance been taken care of. That feeling of newness, freshness, anticipation of good…somehow I think we should celebrate more often. Not just one day of the year. As Christians, I think we get a taste of that again at Easter. We remember that the old has...