It wasn’t a normal week. But then again, is any week ever normal?
We kicked off birthday season 2013 with a certain young lady turning 10. In the next three months, we’ll celebrate the other seven birthdays in our family. If baby comes when expected, we’ll celebrate 7 birthdays in 8 weeks!
We took a trip through Charlotte, NC and then onto a town south of Greenville, SC to pick up a car. We won’t fit into our van once the baby arrives. Having to go everywhere in two separate cars isn’t ideal, but it’s better than not being able to go anywhere! And at least it’s just for a few months. A night at a hotel, a lot of driving, a trip to IKEA, memories made, the blessing of people giving so that missionaries can have their needs (like a car!) met while on furlough.
My mom was admitted to the hospital, had surgery, was given a less than 50% chance of survival, has recovered somewhat, is in surgery as I type, her life (as thankful as we are that it was spared) is forever changed.
We enjoyed seeing the blessing of new life as one of the goats on the property where we are staying welcomed her first little one into the world.
We had an ice storm and 70+ degree weather…within a few days of each other.
The little baby within me is making it known that he is getting bigger and is getting ready to make his appearance (how we’ll last another seven weeks is beyond me).
We played, we laughed, we loved, we cried, we fought, we celebrated, we pondered, we prayed, and we dreamed.
We’ve had some great moments. We’ve had some hard moments. And as I sit here on a Friday afternoon, mulling over all that has happened and all that still has to be done, I am thankful for the people I spend my days with and am in awe of the God who holds our hands and hearts through the good times and the bad. He gives. He takes away. He rewards. He disciplines. He loves always… fiercely, deeply, and often in ways that we cannot understand.
I’m looking forward to the weekend. Time together. Time to get things accomplished. Time to spend with new friends. Time to rest. Time to play. Time to dream. Time to see the beauty that surrounds us. Time to be thankful for all the amazing gifts in our lives, whether they are wrapped in smiles or tears. All is God’s gift to us. May I always wait with open arms.