Christmas is an exciting time of the year. One of my favorite things is catching up with friends from “past lives” as cards and letters drift in. This is a totally unfair pleasure on my part as our family is horrible in this department. I would blame my mother but she was a good letter writer and insisted we write to people on a regular basis. I digress.
A few weeks ago we received a card from my first spiritual director. Scott helped me wrestle with issues of faith and over the years our paths have crossed a number of times. I had the pleasure of being in a small group he facilitated. Our conversations were always rich and I walked away a better person from time spent with him. It was good to hear from him. I sat down and mustered up my letter writing skills and sent off a quick note. A few days later my phone “dinged” and there was an email from Scott. In the email he talked of my blog and then wrote these words, “Have you given thought to publishing your “stuff”? even just as a self publisher for family posterity?”
The truth is I had thought about it. There had been fleeting thoughts but nothing that amounted to anything. His “nudge” was enough to get me looking at it. I spent my spare time over the last week moving posts from my blog into a word document. Turns out there were 88 posts written from May 2016 till today about my journey. Thanks to the word count feature in Microsoft Word I can tell you that amounts to 85,247 words. To be fair, I can not take credit for all those words, Nancy did put together some amazing posts.
As I moved posts from one platform to another I spent time re-living the experience so far. I have some thoughts but need to think about them some more before I share. One thing is abundantly clear, God’s faithfulness rings out though the entire thing. I was allowed to see just enough for each day. In moments of darkness there was just enough light to help me put one foot in front of the other. God’s mercy was shown me. Yes, in my return to health, but even more in the way I was met in times of darkness and struggle.
I pray I never forget God’s faithfulness. It was not an easy way to learn that lesson but a lesson well worth learning.
Thank you for traveling the journey with me.
God is Good All the Time….All the Time God is Good!