The past two weeks have been jam-packed and a little bit stressful, and thus I haven’t found (made) time to post on my little blog. But, I have a moment of quiet, so here’s my chance to untangle my thoughts.
Three words are really on my mind lately, and they sum up these past two weeks: Timing. Trust. Peace.
Side note: I’m a faithful person, so these posts have that sort of undertone –I just can’t help it—I know there is something much bigger and wiser than me at work in my life. No doubt.
So I was headed to D-Town for a craft show, and decided to make a weekend of it with my bestie, H.
she was going on a retreat... and I was welcome to join… so I did.
And…let’s be real, it was one of the BEST decisions I’ve made in a while. The Women of Faith Conference was led by Jackie, Sarah, andSarah, some stellar women with incredible talent, tenacity, and timing (why not throw in some alliteration every once in a while). Seriously, their testimonies (okay, last one) really hit home for me…really relevant topics—self-worth, patience, trust, consistency, endurance…I was reminded and affirmed over and over that I’m worthy of so much, and that great things are in store for me…maybe just not all right now. It was just the boost I needed to tackle what was to come the next week...
We found out my dad has cancer.
Treatable? Yes. Beatable? Heck yes. Could be worse? Certainly.
Still scary? OMG one of the Worst. Feelings. Ever.
My dad is a meat and potatoes, scotch on the rocks, golf enthusiast, grill master, fixer-of-anything, boyfriend intimidator, king of ‘dad-jokes’ kind of man. So, to think of him not feeling his best really drives me nuts. But aside from all those things, he is a gentle man and a faithful man. So, I know I will learn from his example to endure hardship with grace. (Not to mention that he has my mom by his side, and she’s certainly the best caretaker I’ve ever met.)
Anyway, obviously he has been on my mind and my heart. And really there’s not too much I can do except pray, trust, and seek peace in the smallest of things and simplest of moments.
I’m continually amazed at how things fall into place – even the worst mistakes turn into blessings, and the worst days shed light on the best ones, and so I know that even the worst of situations like this one can reveal truth and goodness. And I find peace in that.
I hope that if you’re going through some tough stuff too, that you can take a step back to savor the good hidden in the bad, or at least trust that it will be revealed to you soon.
Take care. Oh, and HAPPY (late) HALLOWEEN!
Oh, AND, come see me tomorrow (Sat. Nov. 2) at the Jingle Bell Bazaar in Edmond!