My mother, grandmother and great grandmother used a saying that I never truly knew how true it was until now. "When God closes a door he opens a window even a small crack".
Going through and facing the challenges of pulling my family back together since my husband tried to shoot me has been a complete energy suck. Every morning I get up with a list of things to do and cleaning the house is the last on my list. Guess what hasn't gotten done? LOL It will be there tomorrow. Now the list has gotten smaller and smaller but some of the challenges seem higher and higher. One being how am I going to hold together a home that need work when I'm limited on what I can do? The answer came through yesterday. The Air Force is releasing my son to come home and help me. Thank God! Brandon and I have run this place as long as I can remember and without him I can't do the heavy lifting alone.
Next financially how do I take care of things? Yesterday my unemployment was approved. Its not enough but its a start. God gives us enough to get through daily. I've forgotten to lean on him.
Christmas is not about the gifts this year but that we will be together. Ally put lights all over the house in anticipation of Brandon coming home. The rest is going to fall into place.
From my daily readings:
Neither hiding nor revealing ourselves will prevent our share of pain, but in being who we are, we get to be a part of the Universal stream.
Mark Nepo. The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have (p. 403). Kindle Edition.
Its a beautiful thought.
