Not like it’s been a perfect storm, or anything; but what does the East Coast call it, a Nor’ Easter? Yea, lots of life to get thru already this year.
So this is where I am supposed to get all my poetic skills out and find a way to expound gracefully about all the details going on in our little family. Just as a flavor of early 2018- We have been pushing hard to get T. her last classes to finish school-and hard as it is to push thru her most nemesis subject (history and wars) it’s getting even harder to manage the red tape to get it all pulled together. The boys have all hit that age where they really see how far ahead, in worldly measures, all their peers are and the resulting depression is hard- even the youngest is there now. Hubby was part of the new round of layoffs at his job. I have also started a new doctor for me, including getting an infection from my teeth cleaning, but I am hopeful. I would have to pull out my journal for more details, but to be honest, I don’t really want to…’cause most days I am doing good just to keep going.
But it is against the backdrop of all this that something rather cool occurred to me.
I was in the car, deep in fervent pray about it all; from trying to stay positive and calm, to helping hubby thru the writing and the stress of resumes and job hunting, to miles of driving, to getting the girls thru this year of school and all. You know, normal stuff.– And in the middle of my prayer, I spotted a piece of paper spinning in a lazy circle on the road ahead of me. It was the only visible warning, and then was upon the spot- and the van bucked a bit as I drove thru an invisible dust devil. It was like a lightbulb moment; how so much of our life is like that. All we can see is the tiny outward evidences- the single pieces of paper. But the Lord is doing massive amounts invisible to our eyes- – like spinning the winds into little or not so little vortexes, just for us, to remind us that he is there. Moving the things for his children, like driving thru Invisible Dust Devils.