I am learning, trying to learn, how to live in this new life. Prepared as I was for what was could have been, and thrilled as I am with what is, I am at a loss sometimes. The past years have been so draining, emotionally and physically, that it is going to take awhile to re-ajust. There are still holes, still wounds. As much as I didn't want this to become a grief blog, I also didn't want my life to be defined by my losses. And yet, I have changed. So so much has changed. Sometimes I am not sure of how to be happy, of how to fully live in the blessing God has given.
If
I
am
honest,
it's because
I am still afraid.
I am now in the thick of all I've wanted. My arms have been miraculously filled, and now, as I watch him grow so very quickly, I realize how afraid I am of failure. Being a parent is the hardest thing I've ever been blessed to do (understatement). All of my boys need so much, and I am so limited. God is endless, and prayers for help and wisdom he does not ignore.
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...may the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer. Psalms 19:4
2 comments:
I am here at this place so often. Thanks for expressing those deep feelings . . .
"God is endless, and prayers for help and wisdom he does not ignore."
Such wise words, Katie! Thank you. Peace be upon your home!
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