16 August 2010

A Dark and Stormy Weekend

Long weekend. Little went as planned, except the hard parts. Baby didn't sleep, the future felt dark, and roads didn't go where they were supposed to and what was supposed to be at the end of them wasn't. But we were together, us three, and that counts for more than you might think . . . more than I once thought it could.

In the aftermath of a weekend that I'd choose to do over if I could, there's still room to give thanks. Today, I'm thankful because:

  • I'm facing the future with him by my side
  • She's almost crawling
  • We have our bedroom back
  • God brings friends even when I'm in places I'd rather not be
  • There's hope for the future, even when I can't see my hand in front of my face for the dark muddle we're standing in now
  • He knows a lot about the weirdest things, and it makes me laugh
  • Love conquers sin and death and joblessness and a crappy economy
  • Morning light soothes my heart and holds my soul
  • Clothes that fit make me feel human again
  • There's space, when I look and listen for it, where I can tell we aren't alone.

Join the joy-song of praise here:

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bluemountainmama said...

morning light always speaks of hope and promise to me.... may much of it illuminate you.

Sarah said...

What a great blessing - thank you!

kirsten michelle said...

much, much to be thankful for, even when it's dark and things are crappy. and that's when being thankful matters most of all (i think).