I could be a weather man, person, whatever they are called
I have discovered over the last almost 2 years with this disease that my leg can predict storms. Earlier today my pain shot up and I told Craig (my husband for those of you who don't know me) that I think the storms were coming. He looks out the window and says "Joni, it's sunny out" I said well somedays I can feel them coming for days. 10 tonight thunder starts and my leg gets even worse. I knew a storm was coming. I figured I would take advantage of even more limited mobility and blog a little.
This is going to be hard to type up. I just told Craig today how I was feeling. Last year I grew in my faith so much, it was amazing. This year I have struggled. Struggled big time. I feel a little abandoned. I know he loves me and is always there but I feel like he is just sitting back and watching right now instead of helping or showing me the way. Today I picked up my bible for the first time in a month. Last year I read the whole thing 1.5 times. this year I have read 8 books... maybe less.. I find myself avoiding all things Bible. And I am a Bible hoarder. I have countless bibles. Different translations, different covers, I love all things bible an I was avoiding the thing like it would bite me if I got too close. Why? I know I need to submerse myself in it and trust in him, I KNOW this. So why do I avoid it? Last night I wrote in my prayer journal for the first time this year and today I read the bible for the first time in over a month. I hope to continue on this path back to him. I know it's where I need to be. I felt so much better about life when I was an avid bible studier. I wan't to feel that steadiness that only he can give me. One step at a time and one prayer at a time will get me there.
Maybe by me telling my story someone else will feel they aren't alone.
Catch you next time.
This is going to be hard to type up. I just told Craig today how I was feeling. Last year I grew in my faith so much, it was amazing. This year I have struggled. Struggled big time. I feel a little abandoned. I know he loves me and is always there but I feel like he is just sitting back and watching right now instead of helping or showing me the way. Today I picked up my bible for the first time in a month. Last year I read the whole thing 1.5 times. this year I have read 8 books... maybe less.. I find myself avoiding all things Bible. And I am a Bible hoarder. I have countless bibles. Different translations, different covers, I love all things bible an I was avoiding the thing like it would bite me if I got too close. Why? I know I need to submerse myself in it and trust in him, I KNOW this. So why do I avoid it? Last night I wrote in my prayer journal for the first time this year and today I read the bible for the first time in over a month. I hope to continue on this path back to him. I know it's where I need to be. I felt so much better about life when I was an avid bible studier. I wan't to feel that steadiness that only he can give me. One step at a time and one prayer at a time will get me there.
Maybe by me telling my story someone else will feel they aren't alone.
Catch you next time.
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