This week’s word was Peace. Karen’s Mom passed away last week and she choose that word in honor of her. I had planned on writing this post for Monday and did not really know what to say until something happened Sunday night. I hope you enjoy.
Peace – Tuesday at 10
Last night as I was getting my son ready for bed I hurt my lower back. I could not sit, stand or walk without feeling pain. My little boy reached up to me wanting me to hug him and I could only grimace in pain. I wanted to hold him, I told him I loved him, but could not hold him. Of course he did not understand and whimpered a little. But somehow the bed time rotunie that has been a struggle all week went relatively easy tonight and he was out without any crying, struggle or anything. Just out.
I am so thankful for the gift God gave me. As we were getting him ready I started to pray for God to help me. Maybe he could heal me instantly; maybe he will just make it so I can get through each day until I am better. Today in church we learned that God gives us struggles to help us lean on Him. As I was praying I asked God how to show me how I could grow closer and learn from this situation.
I wonder what I will be learning over the next few days. I am pretty sure I will learn a little bit about patience as I wait for healing. And for some reason even through my initial thought was how will I survive tomorrow on my own. Once I started praying I realized I would not be alone. God will be with me. God will help me.
And you know what that gives me? Peace.
Peace that I will survive.
Peace that I will feel better eventually.
Peace that I can do this, with God’s help of course.
Please pray that my back continues to heal and that I can help my son understand the pain I am in. We are taking a class on love languages and my husband and I were talking about how we are pretty sure his primary language right now is personal touch.
Have you ever been in a situation that was scary, but God’s peace made it so you could face it without fear?
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