And the theme of March will be grace. Grace upon grace.
Sometimes I want to snap my fingers and have [it] be done. Checked off my list. Completed. On to the next thing…
Progress, right?
Yet, almost always I find myself starting on something and it just opens up more somethings.
That’s a whole different kind of progress.
This progress is the micro kind… The kind where I learn patience. The kind where the process in the progress is where the real purpose is. The kind where real change happens. The kind where I learn true grit and fortitude.
I’m a step closer even though I’m several steps behind where I was. Oh how I love the perspective from this upside down life that I’m living…
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(The picture with today’s post is either by the artist M. C. Escher or inspired by him.)
Heavy :: 3/13/18 :: Post 189
The tiredness comes so early these days. I will be asleep by 8:30 tonight….
Some thoughts as I wind down tonight :
My heart is heavy for a few friends as they are in a battle all their own. And it’s nothing that “treatment” will help them with. Their battles are not scientific, they are spiritual and emotional. I pray for their endurance as I know the toll those battles take.
I’m tired of the drive in traffic every morning to Rose. That is getting old. 11 days left….
I have so many appointments. It’s hard because I feel well enough to be in my routine but the constant interruptions and appointments so tangibly remind me that I am called to a battle for my life. Every. Day.
Nothing is guaranteed. Nothing.
It is gonna feel weird when all I have left for treatment is chemo. 11 days away…
My husband is amazing.
The darkness of pain and struggle is suffocating. Light pierces darkness but sometimes the light flickers and the darkness seems too heavy. I pray for my light to remain lit, even if momentarily dimmed.
I just dozed off with my phone in hand and sitting up in bed.
Goodnight Tuesday….I’m glad you’re done.
Perfection :: 3/13/19 :: Post 547
God knew my heart needed a snow day.
Me and the girls. 7+ hours of Disney classic movies. Hot cocoa. Board games. No where to go. No responsibilities. No stress.
It. Was. Perfect.
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