Sunday, February 17, 2013

Joy Dare 2013 - Day 43

3 Hard Eucharisteos

I had a hard time coming up with 3 of these because our lives have by no means been hard. We haven't suffered great loss or heartbreak. We are healthy and provided for and happy. Our kids are cute and fun and smart and my husband loves his job. There are times we have struggled and wondered and cried about things. So from those moments I choose my 3 "Hard" Eucharisteos recognizing that by many other's standards these would not be considered "hard" at all.

1. The 3 year long wait to sell our house.
This could be a whole post in and of itself. But for right now I'll keep in short.
3 years is a wholeheckuva long time to wait. It was definitely hard. Feeling like God was silent, or ignoring, or indifferent was hard. But thankfully we know that He was none of those things. We might not have heard Him because our ears weren't tuned in to Him correctly.
But He was definitely working.
And molding.
And teaching.
And pruning.
And moving.
Thank God for the 3 year lesson.

2. Anna's bully incident
Yet another story that could be longer. And I promise to write about this one in length later because it is just too good of a blessing not to share.
Anna was recently bullied at school. And while in the moment it was hard, to see how God worked in her and through her was nothing less than amazing.
God is SO very good to us.

3. Ty's arrival
The week long stay in the hospital at 33.5 weeks followed by a week of bedrest at home only to have to schedule an induction 5 weeks later to encourage his birth.
The unexpected (short) stay in the NICU for our 9 lb. 11 oz. chunker because he was born asleep (dangerously low blood sugar).
The immediate signs of reflux at only a few hours old.
The Upper GI to officially diagnose the reflux (where the radiologist said he had never seen a baby reflux that quickly) and then the various combination of meds until we could find the right one that afforded the poor baby a restful nights sleep.
I was one tired and emotional Mama, but praising God for my sweet boy.

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