Monday, September 9, 2013

A Purpose

It's been almost a year since I started writing this blog... the direction that it has gone isn't exactly what I had envisioned it being, at least not at first glance.  So I look closer, and I begin to see it a bit differently.

My vision of it was going to be the story of Glenn's battle with and victory over cancer through the hand of the Lord. The victory did come, just not the picture I had of it. We did get a miracle last year, again, not the one I was looking for, but still, we did. The doctors report at his diagnosis was very grim, possibly weeks, a few months if we were lucky. Well, I'm not one for luck, but I am one who's trust is in the Lord, as was Glenn. We got about a year longer than the initial prognosis, and with pancreatic cancer, trust me, that is a miracle! Not to mention, from August until March, Glenn was feeling pretty good much of the time. He is whole now, and healed, just not present with us. My heart is in pain from missing him though I am glad that he no longer is sick and in pain. I will never understand why our time together was only as long as it was, but I trust the Lord.

When I look more closely at what the Lord had put in my heart for this blog I begin to understand why He put it on my heart to continue it past the end of the cancer battle. The purpose and heart of this blog was to share a journey, but the journey is one that is with the Lord. It was He who led me to write, it is He who strengthened Glenn and I through the ups and downs in the cancer battle, and it is the Lord who strengthens me to walk and press forward each day. 

I know that I am not the only spouse to wrestle with the ups and downs of being a caretaker, not a role that anyone expects to step into at the age of 49-50, but a role, that when it is for the one you love, you accept willingly. As I look back I cannot imagine having walked the last 18 months without the Lord, I'm not strong enough. For those who may stumble upon this blog and do not know the Lord, know this- His strength can carry you through anything!! 

I reflect back over this period and I see God's hand, I know that some people may wonder how I can say that... but that is because they either don't know the Lord, or the true heart of Love that He has for us. I see how He set the clock to give me more time with the man I loved. I see the times when it was only His strength that got me through the day due to my lack of sleep, or emotional exhaustion. I saw it even as He was taking Glenn to his heavenly home. I have seen it in everyday of my life since. Some days it was an internal thing, other days His hand was and is evidenced in the tangible, moving through people- meeting a need, in an almost instantaneous way.  

I know I have said this before, but I am sooo thankful for the family and friends in my life, you will never know how much you all mean to me, so many of you have been there for me, and yes, still are in so many ways. The words you speak, the prayers you pray and yes, the things you have done-- they flood my heart and thoughts.  Knowing you are there, and I can call you makes me feel loved at a time when I need it more than ever. (Even when I don't want to make the call.)

It is so strange to be in this position, but I know that life goes on, and God is healing me more everyday. The waves of emotion lap more gently, and the sneaker waves don't hit as often and not always as hard as they did even a month ago, but yes they still hit and some very hard, but knowing I can call out to the Lord when they do and that He is there when I call... helps immensely. God is a Big God, and an ever present help in time of need.

That last statement is what really brings me back to what my thought for this blog really was, and has fully become as this first year on here comes near... This is a place where, yes I pour my heart out, but, you can come and find encouragement. Encouragement that God can bring you through the darkest storm and into the sun on the other side. You just need to let Him. God does not force His will on us, but He is ready and waiting when we are ready to let Him guide us through the storms and stills of life.

He is the Comforter that gives immeasurable peace at all times. He is the rock that I am anchored to, no matter how rough the seas of life may become, He is my home port. Make Him yours if you haven't... You'll never regret it. 


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