germs may have kept me down for the past couple weeks, but this time i think that i’m on the mend. progressively feeling better over the past two days {after a long three weeks being down-and-out}, i’ve paused often to breathe prayers of gratitude.
every day i take my two peas to school. before they jump out of the car and lug their oversize backpacks into the building we pray together. always. this morning my heart felt especially full. i talked to Jesus the entire drive home. as i pulled into my neighborhood i was overwhelmed by thankfulness for the seasons. summer. fall. winter.spring– repeat. drought. rain. snow. rain– repeat. and my breath was almost pulled from my lungs as i choked back joy-full tears in celebratory delight for the season my family is in the midst of now. if you haven’t walked this journey with us, you can start here and continue on here, here and here.
last fall i soaked in the crisp fresh air as i praised God for being back home in indiana. blissful country air. serenity. peace.
i thought once we were home that every last detail would fall quickly into place. it didn’t. it was another season. a heart season. healing. good. soothing.
like a caterpillar shedding its cocoon, i emerged a butterfly. same being. transformed into something beautiful by an uncomfortably intricate process.
today i am free. i am loved. and i am celebrating seasons because they are inevitably part of life.
its been just two days over one year since we returned home. the best is yet to come. but the now is perfectly resplendent of His goodness and faithfulness.
amen.



















