August 1st
It's the very last marker , in a year that marked everything...
A year ago today
Was Donald's celebration of life service.
After today there will be no more first holidays or events - no more weekly markers...
It's odd to think a year has passed.
It's amazing the grace that has carried me.
The lessons I've learned and the Truth that I've held tightly when things seem to unravel.
A year of learning , the steady truth, that God is good.
Yesterday, however , was not good.
There was a water pipe that was broken...
Locating a plumber and then a main busting that involved a geyser spraying into the air for forty-five minutes and my whole subdivision being without water.
And there was early morning eye appointments with dilated eyes...
And there was me:
Standing in my kitchen crying over Roddy Piper dying-
Or more aptly that news giving me a reason to release the full to overflowing cup I'd carried all day...
And there was me yelling like a banshee and my kids thinking," dear little baby Jesus, get that woman some meds" ha!
Yesterday was not my best day.
I've had a year marked, a life marked with days when I've fallen just short...
But I awoke this morning
And the day is brand new
There are errands to run
And camp supplies to buy (two kiddos leave Monday)
A menu to plan and groceries to buy .
A day where I let my heart park on the truth that Jesus was and is, that He knew me before I was formed and placed a divine design on my life.
A life filled with grace-
That (re) starts today.
What a marker.
P.S. I am so loving the #first5 app and the study of John.
