Yesterday J & I marked 12 years since we made vows on a sticky and sweaty Saturday in July. We didn’t really do much to celebrate since our attempt at a dinner out resulted in my dry heaving in a parking lot and finally settling on some root-beer and splitting a meal at a place without a 3 hour wait. And I was reminded again this will not last forever and when this pregnancy is done we will party like it’s 1999 (or in our case 2001). If I am honest it is hard to not live in the future or past right now. Today my reading in Jesus today was a brilliantly well timed nudge that God is leading us forward. Because this is a difficult season I tend to spend my time looking back or longing for the future. When things were or will be “less complicated or easier or better.” The problem is that is a lie because life never is and should not be those things. Life moves forward and God is not content with my comfort but rather in making me (even in my kicking and screaming) more like Jesus and that means dying to self. Sometimes He takes me to places I would rather not go but He is God and I am not. And His path is the best possible road to travel even when it seems confusing and difficult. I need to trust in that. Lord, help me to trust in you.
12 years ago Jason and I embarked on a challenging and blessed journey. We didn’t really have a clue what we were in for but so far it has been harder and way better than anything I could have dreamed up for myself or my family the day I wore this white dress and did a swing dance with my best friend. God is so good and we will forever declare He is worthy of our trust in every season of life.