We try and sometimes fail.
Other times we prevail and remain faithful.
Life can throw curveballs to our best plans, especially when you face constant disabling illness.
This past week, I thought the shoes I just bought had to be the wrong size. As I intended to return them to the store, I compared them to an older pair. definitely the right size. I decided to wear my older pair to see if my feet still hurt to the point I can barely walk.
They do, and now I am on the way to the doctor.
I feel bad about my struggles. The other week when I went with my daughter and my grandchildren on a nature walk, I could barely keep up. I found blessings, however, because I succeeded in capturing beautiful pictures of our excursion.
In the midst of pain and severe disability, I can find moments where I try and remain faithful to Christ and the goals I set for myself.
He blesses me so much with family memories of pure joy that I can still participate in because of my husband’s faithfulness to me. He makes me venture out even on my worst pain days. He allows me to go slow and walk only as much as I can. Patiently holding on to me all the way.
It is because of his efforts and faithfulness that I can try and remain active and capture pictures like the one below of a turkey magically scampering across a country dirt road or the beautiful beginnings of fall scenery at my local lake.
And the gold memories of laughter and playfulness of sweet grandchildren.