It seems like so many people I know are going through some incredibly difficult times. Personally, Mark and I have yet to get out of this difficult season of life and I am SO ready for a season of rest. Some days, I am beyond frustrated with our circumstances and wonder what in the world is God doing? I will say that I'm depending on God with my full weight like never before these last couple of years and that's not a bad thing. I find it interesting that when I'm freaking out about our circumstances, Mark is not and vice versa. We truly balance each other out in our faith walk most times. God continues to teach me things through my dogs, go figure! I spent most of the Superbowl at the animal emergency room as Jackson had a fairly deep laceration on his nose of all places. They glued it closed and then a few hours later he burst through the doggy door and it separated. Fortunately, I was able to stop the bleeding so that we could wait to see our vet the following day. You can imagine the bill for an animal ER visit! Took him to our vet on Monday and she re-glued his nose, once we got home it separated yet again. By this time I called my mom in tears, she let me vent all my frustrations, joined me in tears, and prayed for me. Thank God for moms!! The reason I tell this story is because Jackson is clearly Mark's dog. After we brought Jackson home, Mark stayed home with him for a week while I was working and they formed a special bond. I've been somewhat jealous at how Jackson perks up anytime Mark is around. However, through this whole ordeal with Jackson, I'm starting to form a bond with him in a whole new way too. I will probably never have what Mark has with him, but I'm seeing how his trial is bringing us closer together. I feel as though God is saying to me, "See, that's what I'm doing with you too." Unfortunately, we don't grow closer to God in the calm periods of life, we grow closer to Him in the storms. This gives me hope because it means that there is a purpose to my trials and my tears, nothing is wasted. While I would love a calm period, I'm choosing to trust that what God is doing is best...whether it makes sense to me or not. It's a daily choice, sometimes it's minute by minute. The other thing that brings me hope is that earth isn't my true home, the time here will be a vapor in comparison to heaven. I used to be afraid that God would come back before I got married, had kids etc., and now I look back and think how silly and foolish. My life isn't my own and I don't control much. Anytime God wants to come back, I'll gladly welcome my new and perfect home!
James 1:12
"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
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