I have shoveling, church, and childcare to attend to this morning, but my mind is on a psychological death.
I thought if I embraced the journey instead of fighting it or easing into it that I would have an easier time. That was stupid. At times all I can do is sit in the pain and confusion and put my trust in God to see me through. It gets hard when responsibilities call and children are hungry. I struggle to focus on the pain, to keep my mind and body calm in the storm and wait for the sun to break through.
I’m learning to let go. So many of my answers have been delivered to me. So many of my needs have been met without my action or thought. I’m living a truly blessed life. I’m learning that the pain is a blessing, a way for me to be better and give me the opportunity to produce good in the world.
God bless,
Jason