I know I’ve been posting a lot lately. Life has been busy & this place is a reflection of my life so, there you go.
It’s 10pm and Miles is laying on the family room floor in a make-shift bed. My make-shift bed is setup right next to him, along with towels, a bowl, and cups of ice & gatoraid (he’s been throwing up since 2pm today). Jen’s got Macy up in bed with her because she played her like a fiddle saying “my tummy ow”. I didn’t buy it, but Jen did.
Tomorrow we go to San Diego Children’s Hospital, again; This time to get the results of her bone scan. I can’t say I’m not nervous, I know Jen is – it’s our human nature. I know that God has a plan and that he is in control, but humanity gets the best of us. The news could be devastating, or it could be something simple. But the unknown is what gets you. The thought of my little baby girl suffering brings me to tears even as I write this.
You know how everyone always says their kids are special? I know, I know. Our kids are special. They bring joy to everyone they come in contact with. Yeah they can be brats, but honestly there’s something special about them. And we love them SO MUCH. We look at them and then at us and ask, “how did this happen?” (well we all know how it happened…).
So I am just sitting here alone thinking about tomorrow. Tonight I have faith, and trust God fully. Tomorrow will be another day – I hope my faith is strong enough to hear what could be coming. It’s been a really strange month. I often wonder if sharing this kind of stuff is a bummer when I read blogs of people who seem to be just riding the waves of success and joy, but we’ve really felt under some pressure lately. Junk going on in our church, Macy’s broken leg and now her mystery injury, Jen getting in a car wreck, we got a phone call last week informing us that the home we’re renting is now in foreclosure, Miles getting really sick the night before we have to go to San Diego… If you’re reading this, pray for us please, pray for good news tomorrow, and pray for strength to “consider is pure joy” when trials like these come.
Oh yeah, and I am preaching this weekend, the title? “What happens the minute after you die”…
PS – we do have MUCH to be thankful for, and right now Miles is snoring away! Goodnight bloggers.