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The Return of the Blogger

I apologize, it has been a month since I last shared some thoughts.  The month went by quickly! A month of growth, daily stuff and life lessons from God. 

Here in the wild west, where we have a bar or brewery on every block downtown, Spring has finally arrived.  Longer days, fewer blankets on the beds and birds singing.  This winter gal has to admit there are a few perks to Spring. 

My RA has been flaring up and bringing forth a few new symptoms.  Not fun ones either like weight loss and thick curly hair.  Nope.  I get itchy rashes all over.  So, we add Benedryl to my pill count.  RA is one of the yucky things in my life and I wouldn't wish it on anyone. 

I grew up listening to bands like 4Him. On one of their old albums (Face the Nation) is a song simply titled, "Why". It is about asking God why some people are forced to go through so much yuck.

I'm not typically a why me person, but that song has always stuck with me. 

"AND THOUGH DOWN HERE I MAY NOT UNDERSTAND.  I WON'T LET GO OF YOUR UNSEEN HAND.  OH NO, FOR YOU HOLD THE REASONS WHY. "

We don't always get to know why some valleys are put in our path that require trudging. We don't know why things happen, but God does and if we keep holding onto Him someday He may show us. He has reasons. "For I know the plans I have for you. .. declares the Lord."  God wants to cultivate each of us into men and women that are lights for Him.  He has great plans for each of us, we just need to keep holding Him and trusting that whatever season we are in is for our benefit somehow (maybe to give us rest, to help us grow a godly trait, to give us compassion for others and so much more).

In other news Snowflake is 1 week away from finishing Kindergarten and I am so proud of all her growth this year, the big things she accomplished and the kind, sweet, helpful kid she is.  This growing up thing is happening too quickly, but what a privilege it is to be her Mom, even on the hard days.  I just have to look at her to remember what a blessing motherhood is. 

Have a blessed weekend and may we find time to pause and remember those who have the last full measure of devotion and sacrifice for our country. 


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