I caught a cold and with it all of my rhythms, routines, and to-dos feel to the wayside. I was left feeling discouraged after starting to feel better only to be knocked back down the next day. But this mantra kept playing in my head: grace over guilt.
Lessons from Life
Uncertainty filled the last few months. I had come to a juncture and health decisions needed to be remade.
It took awhile, but I finally realized I was exactly where I needed to be – in a place of complete surrender, an opportunity for God to fully take control.
I have a confession to make: the MRI results we received in December were not what I had hoped they would be. But through the process, God proved to me once again that He knows what we need and He provides.
What I’m about to write will seem fairly obvious, but it’s an important lesson learned over the past couple years. If you’ve followed by desmoid journey, you may have noticed I often write from a plural voice (we) instead of a singular voice (I). The reason is simple: this isn’t just my journey.
While I am definitely with the rest of the world and itching to see spring come alive, the overnight snow was an absolute gift to me today.
But, as usual, I definitely didn’t see it as one at first. In fact, the snow this morning had me ready to burst into tears.