Mindless Philosopher

The last few months have been quite chaotic, messy, and blah. I'm not saying that some of things have gone away. In fact, I'm most certain that have not. Yet, the last three weeks have been so much more enjoyable. My perspective has changed a bit and undoubtedly the prayers of dear friends have done wonders. I can't help but think time to time how much I would love to be a little girl again twirling around in my favorite Sunday dress with my hair all done up. I know that in life you never really know what to expect but honestly there are those instances when you want say, "I did NOT sign up for this." I had a conversation with a friend who said, "Everyone says that I am strong. I don't fell like I am. When did I become strong?" Its in moments when we aren't looking. When our focus is on so many other things. Listening to the concerns of another, praying for our family in times of despair or sorrow, searching for God when it seems that everything is falling apart. I am convinced that our strength is not our own. But it the power of God within us. He sustains us by his grace and by his unconditional love. Ready for this one...character building! (I know!) Sometimes we have to go through the fire and we can feel the heat of it all and other times its the slow steady changes as with a tree growing over the years. One of the things that I have come to see more clearly over the last few months is that life really is a journey...