It's good to be home!

We are back from Wenatchee a little early. It was so hot and dry over there it just got too uncomfortable. But, it feels good to be back in my own home and I think the kids are glad to have life back to normal.

Next week I meet with another new doctor. She is supposed to be good at balancing out the endocrine system and dealing with thyroid/adrenal related things. We'll see. I have been feeling better this last week and trying to keep myself from over doing it. I've just been so grateful to do the little things that I forget I still have a ways to go before I'm fully recovered.

I was thinking the other day how life seems like a giant puzzle. Every piece has its place in the overall picture but when you only have the edge pieces connected...it's hard to tell what the picture is going to be. It's easy to feel like the process of growth is a waste of time until you get a bigger section of the picture put together. It makes sense when on the other side of something you see real change in your character or personality. Changes that draw people in and cause them to believe its possible they too can change.

This week has been a week of expidentially growing in many areas. I've seen my kids really get some Biblical truths that they have struggled with...we had a great answer to prayer that got my oldest daughter's full attention...and I've seen some things in my own spirit that I've been battling with for a long time come full circle and see the fruit of not giving up. I feel like this illness has brought me to a place where I'm ready to make bigger leaps of faith. I can almost physically feel God moving behind the scenes when everything else points in the opposite direction. I've gone through times of feeling like heaven's door was officially closed to me. Almost like you want to give up even knocking on the door. And then through some means God reminds me that these are the times that He is doing the most important work on my behalf. My job is to trust Him and trust the process.

I don't think any of us enjoy suffering or trials and tribulations. But, I think most people would agree, whether you are spiritual or not, that those are the times we grow the most. There is no motivation to move forward when you are reclining on a couch. We are not called to a life of comfort, but a life of growth. We are being prepared for something much greater and this is just the training ground. That gives me hope! I know that what I go through in this life is not going to be wasted.

Psalm 84:5-6 (NLT)
Happy are those who are strong in the Lord, who set their minds on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem.
When they walk through the Valley of Weeping it will become a place of refreshing springs, where pools of blessing collect after the rains!

Blessings, Tanya