It has been a couple of months now since I have written anything here. During this time, a lot of "life" has happened. After moving from Texas back to Kansas - which is where my husband and I are both from - we helped our three boys enroll in a new school, watched them go through the process of making new friends, Steve started a new job, I adjusted to only having one child at home during the day, we watched my uncle lose a year long battle with cancer, searched for a new home church, and struggled with a few other obstacles too personal to share here. Yet through it all, God remained faithful and we learned as a family to lean on Him a little more each day.
We are slowly but surely finally coming out of our desert experience, but many harsh realities and reminders still continue to linger. My biggest realization, however, is that I never want to forget. I want - and need - to always remember the desert. Without understanding how bad things really were during that time, I would not understand or appreciate how much God really brought us through.
I pray daily that God will not only remind me, but also my family, that He is the only reason we have been able to enter into a new season in our lives. He is the one that brought us through the darkness, and He is the one that continues to deliver us daily from going back to that terrible place. Although there are still daily struggles with which we must contend, this is merely a result of us living in a fallen world. I know that God will continue to allow things to happen to us whenever He wants to teach us something new, but regardless of what happens, "I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you [me] will perfect it until the day of Jesus Christ." ~ Philippians 1:6
