There have been A LOT of things changing around here. Things that, 10 years ago, may have sent me into a full blown panic attack. However, through the trials and tribulations we have faced in the past 5 years, I have come to know the peace that comes when you TRULY put your life in the Lord's hands. I have watched my mom do that for years. When I was in the 5th grade and my brother was in the 2nd, my dad suffered a heart attack at the age of 40. He had open heart surgery. He survived the widow maker. I remember my mom being tired, but she held it together for us as she prayed for God to spare my dad. As a daughter and a 5th grader, I didn't truly understand the severity of the situation even as it was plastered all over my teacher's face when I told her my dad had a heart attack. I remember thinking, "What? It's no big deal. He will be home soon." Now, as a mother and a wife...I understand. When I look back at the way my mom handled everything when I was a child, I am so thankful. Without speaking a word, she showed me how to have faith. She showed me how to trust in a God that will never forsake me. In the last 5 years, I have been given several opportunities to show my children what that looks like. I hope I managed. I think I did.
This is NOT to say that I haven't given in to worry and anxiety a little. Trust me, I have had some restless nights. But God has continued to show Himself to me. He shows Himself everyday in the blessing of my husband and kids. I feel so complete when I think about "my people" who are there for me no matter what. I am seriously surrounded by AMAZING family and friends. My prayer is that everyone can experience this kind of fullness. However, I have discovered that finding these amazing people usually doesn't happen unless you put yourself out there. Sometimes you get burned...but trust me...it's totally worth it. I LOVE my people.