A pie that I would never make, mind you, because I don’t make pie. And then I forgot about it.įunny how God remembers prayers even when we do not.Ī day or two later as I was perusing Pinterest and I pinned a recipe for a gorgeous Triple Coconut Cream Pie. Help me show her, in some little way, that You see her in all of this hard she is going through right now. So I prayed about it, God, help that mama feel loved like never before, right now. I’ve been through my own hard, not the same hard, but still hard, and I felt like I should have some inside track on making someone feel special in hard times, but I came up empty. But the out of the ordinary, something special for the mama when the weight of it all feels like just too much. Not the ordinary, can I make you dinner? or a little gift for her son. My heart was breaking for this mama friend and as I prayed for her I wondered what I might be able to do to make her feel loved. And a third after that because sometimes life just gets messier, I guess. And another children’s hospital when they returned. Health issues that landed in them in the children’s hospital while on vacation. A sweet family in my church has been dealing with some serious health issues with their 3 year old boy. Life has a way of reminding us that our drama could always be far worse though. I keep thinking this isn’t my normal life. Seriously.Įach of theses events, while not very traumatic in and of themselves, becomes more weighted as they are compounded. And most recently, my daughter came down with a bizarre and contagious rashy sickness that involved the entire family slathering on prescriptive cream as a preventative measure. We had some family drama, as most families tend to have on occasion. And my husband had quite a health scare that is less of a scare now, yet we are still sorting the details out. Of course, we had the adventurous vacation. How quickly I’m learning how much I don’t know.Ĭhoosing brave, while still exciting, feels at times, vulnerable…and humbling.Īnd personally, life has been throwing blows as well. Far more than tapping out a string of sentences and putting a picture with them. It looks like googling tech terms like widgets and learning basic code because there is way more to this blogging gig than I realized. Weather I was up with kiddos or stayed up too late the night before, my alarm tells me to get up and work on the blog. I’ve quickly learned that blogging looks a little less glamorous and more like, well, work. It’s never just one small step, it’s a journey of steps. Except, brave doesn’t really work that way. And I was certain it was going to be smooth sailing from there. You know when you suck up the courage, put some real money on it and commit to chasing your dream a little? The moment where you stopping just thinking about something and take the first step toward doing it? Buying the domain was the culmination of all of that for me. I remember the day I bought the domain I choose brave. Four months now, I’ve been calling this little blog home.
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