February 22nd continues it's tradition to be a day that forces me to look for the good, for silver linings, and to see God's handprint on my life. It started out a beautiful day having breakfast with a good friend and snuggling with my niece as she turned six months old. It turned into an awful one with me involved in a 5 car pile up half a mile from my house. This particular day just added to the mess heap that was the last two months of utter chaos and stress. So today, in the face of physical and emotional hurt, I will do what I know to do- I go back to what I know and not what I feel. God is good and faithful and still God. Today, his angels kept Tamzin perfectly safe and allowed me to walk away with only minor injuries and soreness. God's mercy flowed over me as the driver in front of me was kind and thoughtful and utterly gracious. A stranger then opened his home so I could take care of some personal needs and he offered to call someone and get me some water... hello kindness. I found more kindness in the ladies at the doctors office who first took the time to see if I was ok before moving on to the business side of things. God's faithfulness came thru as He made it possible that Clay should still be home from work and able to come pick us up. His goodness was revealed by providing insurance to cover some of the finances (a good reminder to be thankful when that monthly bill comes around). His amazing awesomeness gave me goosebumps as my daughter asked if she could ask her teacher and her friend to pray for me. Finally, God showed off by giving me the best family a girl could hope for to love on me, take care of me, and to pick up my slack as I recover. He also gave me an incredible tribe of people who stand in the gap for me and overwhelm my heart with gratitude.
So on this 8th anniversary of my cancer diagnosis, I will not tell God how big my storm is, but I will tell my storm how big my God is. I will pour out kindness even when it is not reciprocated. I will live my life with my palms up and my arms open wide. God you are good and your mercy endures forever.
So on this 8th anniversary of my cancer diagnosis, I will not tell God how big my storm is, but I will tell my storm how big my God is. I will pour out kindness even when it is not reciprocated. I will live my life with my palms up and my arms open wide. God you are good and your mercy endures forever.
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