As I read back through posts, memories along with many emotions flooded my mind. Gratitude filled my heart, and I'd be lying if I didn't tell you that I also saw my younger self and thought "Girl, you had no idea what was coming".
Life is hard. Really hard. God is faithful. Only faithful.
Cole, our oldest, married our daughter-in-love, Natalie. We have a sweet little granddaughter.
Our oldest daughter, Jules, married the only one she ever had eyes for, our son-in-love, Tyler.
Ana and Gabe are now 12. They will be teenagers this year. We are on our second year of homeschooling. I call it home-based education because we don't sit around our table and sing kumbaya. We're on the go a lot, and with others a lot. Not too much for the kids, though. (Never enough for the kids. Sigh.)
My friend Nancy told me once that you never feel older inside. I see how this is true at this stage of life. But boy, do you feel it on the outside.
We recently got a puppy named Lily. They love AND like her. I only love her. (Love-a decision of the will) We still have our little Morkie, Milo, who Ana prayed for and got. Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure that's how Lily ended up here, too.
I look back at posts I wrote 10 years ago and one would think I had some amount of wisdom. The older I get, the less I really know. I am growing in the Lord, and for that I am grateful. He has been faithful. I have been sinful. I am grateful for the gospel.
I'm currently asking the Lord to teach me about his nearness. If we know He is near, we can make it through anything, right?
The Lord is near. (Philippians 4:5)
He who vindicates me is near;
Who will contend with me? (Isiah 50:9)
