My fish drawing from last week for JaG
Long, excruciating, mournful sigh. And another. And another. Repeat.
So that’s pretty much my life in a nutshell right now. Things are really hard here to be honest. The details aren’t important and I’m not going to make this blog into a place to complain--I’d rather it be thoughts about finding hope and happiness in life, which I know is abundant. It’s just difficult right now to find it, though I’m trying my best. The biggest struggle is just not having choices, whether it be clothing, food, sleeping-in short, all the little things that we all take for granted. Such is life.
Despite my exhaustion, I know that pain never exists purely for its own sake. Though the meaning and growth it brings is often clouded, at times nearly impossible to see at times due to my own selfishness, faith brings a certain sense of calm. But that’s comes in my better moments, which are few and far between today.
Moriah is a huge advocate of list making. And since I think Moriah is just about the sweetest girl ever, I know she must be right. So here’s a brief list of things that have made me happy today:
-Talking to mom
-Reading Corinthians
-A supportive message from Mike Sneed
-The movie Extreme Days, which made me laugh out loud a handful of times, which was mostly just a strange sensation (can you forget laughter? Oh, well of course not)
-Working out
-The flood of happiness that almost brought tears to my eyes when I was finally able to talk to Rebecca, the voice I look forward everyday to hearing, the voice I look forward to always hearing
So I guess that’s the trick-making it to the next moment of happiness. Things will be hard for these next few weeks, until around the 29th when I am able to get into the hospital and start doing what God brought me here to do: Helping people who were hurt in service to us. But until then the challenge will continue, and all I can hope is that it passes and if you’re reading this, that you might keep me in your prayers.
It’s nearly 8pm, and I’m finishing this day where I started it at 5am, on a dark bus slowly crawling down the deserted highways of Lubbock, a thirty minute ride that lets my mind wander over vast expanses, but always coming back to the same few things: family, friends, Germany, coming home, and JaG.
5 comments:
Find two things everyday to be thankful for and take the time to thank God for them. It really helps! And be patient during these first few days of transition. Great things are yet to come!
hahahaha no we have never discussed film Although I'm sure that would be entertaining.
You are in my prayers tonight.
I just wanted to say I find your new facebook profile very impressive. I will refer random strangers I see on the street to it.
Keep the prayers coming. Day three got worse. I'm just getting home--it's about 8:30 and we left at five. What a nightmare. I miss you guys, whoever you are. And really met you once, who are you?
Tired,
Michael
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