The money just seems to be dwindling away. Vet bills. Computers crashed from viruses. New mufflers and car inspections. Motorcycle registrations. Dryer deaths. Every week seems to bring some new crisis and we’re struggling to keep up.
Then I have Michael misbehaving on some astronomical level of cruelty so that I can’t even begin to put that together with the child that I raised. My head is still reeling, trying to make sense of what he’s done. My mom’s cousin passed away yesterday morning after battling lung cancer for the past several months. Now my brother is in the hospital fighting an infection from a burst appendix. When it rains, it pours, doesn’t it?
I am thankful that God carries us through times like these, where nothing seems to make sense and I feel like I’m drowning. I know He’s there, keeping my head above water and He will never let me go. He always provides everything we need, exactly when we need it-my Jehovah Jireh, and I find rest in His peace, my Jehovah Shalom. I know He’ll see us through this storm. He never fails. Praise the LORD.
|I asked Michael to pull the sheets from the couch and loveseat for me and he made himself a little lounge area for watching cartoons...|