Life in Words

My nephew loves to roll around the house in his walker. His little legs move him as fast as those wheels will go until he hits an obstacle. Once his walker is wedged up against that obstacle, no matter how hard he tries to move his legs, his little walker is stuck. My sister is an extremely patient mom who will lovingly readjust him so that he can continue moving forward toward his goal every time he gets stuck. He knows to look for her as he frustratingly grunts or starts to whimper. Getting stuck even as an adult is not any fun. I see my goal. I know how to get there; but for whatever reason, I'm stuck.  There's something known or unknown in my way and no matter how hard I try to move forward, I can't. Even worse is when the goal has been on your heart for YEARS and you still can't seem to ever make it all the way there. Oh there are forward progressions, but just ever so slight ones before feeling stuck again. That frustration can almost cause a complete stop or givi...

“...for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God. (Psalm 42:11) This became my mantra the years we waited for a house to become available in the specific city that we knew God had called us to move to. All those with good intentions encouraged us to rethink about choosing a wider perimeter, but we knew that we were meant to live within this specific city. Two years past and we still had not been successful in purchasing a home. This waiting time in between receiving a word and the fulfillment of it is one of the hardest and most frustrating. If we are not careful, we can hold onto that promise so tightly that we squeeze the life out of our present. What happens if I heard incorrectly? What if it wasn’t really God? What if I am missing something? The questions and the agony of the waiting suffocate the joys of the present... In the meantime, our kids are still celebrating milestones, our present responsibilities still require completion, and our awareness of the “smaller” ...