Wednesday, March 19, 2014

A Walk..

These past few months I have been participating in a Bible study with my MOPS group.  We are reading through the book "Calm my Anxious Heart"  I cannot say enough about this study, it is by far one of the most applicable to my life and the season we are in now. One topic that struck me during our group discussion was about faith, how we have it or not, what was our "ah ha" moment and so forth.  I have been blessed, I have so many things in my life, I have a marriage that is rich in love and commitment, children that want to obey as much as they want to experience life.  That day I realized I really wanted to know if I truly had the faith I thought I did.  So today I took a walk...

Today I finally had time to grab my box of journals (yes, plural) and read about where I was last year at this same time.  I do have to admit it caught me off guard to realize I have 10+ journals in that box, I just toss them up there as I finish them and it has been awhile since I have looked in.  As I read through one or two my heart beat fast with the joy that God brings.  There hasn't been a moment in the past three years (at least) that I didn't walk close with God.  Does anyone else ever wonder if their walk is strong through all seasons? I do, but does  that make sense to anyone else?  Out of the two journals I picked up to look through one was from early 2011, my earliest days of pregnancy with Logan, his loss and the days that followed.  One thing was constant, my crawling into my daddy's arms and crying.  He was there through my joy and my pain.  He is there for us, period.  I had faith that he would bring us through.  Over and over again on those pages God affirmed what I needed to see....proof maybe...or just another way of seeing my faith in action.
My days as a mother often melt one into another as they do with most mothers, so I also document a lot of what is going on in life in blog form in addition to those journals.  We had a wonderful time growing as a family in FL at the end of February, they did amazing on the plane and while at the parks.  Just like any vacation we were happy to be heading home at the end, we had an amazing time and lots of pictures to go back and look at.  Several times during the trip we reminded the older children that this vacation was not something to be taken for granted but with thankful hearts towards their heavenly and earthly fathers.  I think my son's favorite thing wasn't the parks but riding on a monster truck through a citrus grove and my daughters was the "hot pools."  Doesn't take much, does it?  My youngest is now fascinated by Minnie Mouse, why just today she had a melt down because she couldn't see Minnie on her diaper!  I just left that one alone :)  She is starting to potty train so maybe seeing Minnie will actually help her want to sit and go potty, just maybe?