Sunday, February 13, 2011

Trials are the Spice of Life

Sometimes it is hard to think.

There is so much going on, that feeling any emotion is just too much.  So I pretend everything is perfect.  Norman Rockwell perfect.  I know I talk about that kind of life a lot, but I would love to live a life so idealistic.

But that is not life.  And without opposition there would be nothing to break up the monotony.

Friday I took Faye to the doctor.  And our suspicions were confirmed.  She has double pink eye, and an ear infection.  Also, her tear ducts don't work properly, and so the tears don't drain.  Which means she will eventually have to have surgery to open them.  According to my mother, without the ducts open, her eyes will contract lots of infections, which in the long run could effect her vision.  So, as soon as we get insurance, that is the first thing we will be taking care of.

Saturday a friend of mine stopped by to tell me she is moving.  She kicked her husband out on Wednesday, submitted the papers for divorce on Friday, and will be gone in two weeks.  She then proceeded to tell me how and why her world has turned upside down.  My heart broke for her.

I have a friend who is going through some trials right now.  They just learned that their little girl who is roughly Faye's age will have some physical challenges her whole life.  My friend's little girl is beautiful and perfect, and has such a huge spirit and to learn that her angel will be limited for the rest of her life is very difficult for my friend to bear.  I hate seeing her struggle with that knowledge.

These are just a few of the many situations that I have witnessed lately.  There are many many more.  Some more mortifyingly painful, some less, but equally difficult to deal with.

And then I begin to ponder.  Why am I so blessed?  I have a wonderful husband who loves me and my family.  It is so easy to see the faults and the things that drive me crazy from day to day, but the fact of the matter is; when I need him, I know I can always count on Jeffrey.  When things get too much for me to handle, he steps up and takes over and is patient and loving to me until I can step back in the Mom shoes.  I have two beautiful and healthy children.  They are wonderful and make me smile every day.  We have friends and family who look out for us and help us when we need it.  We have so much!  In times like this I am forced to count my blessings and be awed by how much the Lord has given to us.  I am also brought to my knees in deep supplication for those who I love who are suffering. 

But then again, sometimes I would like just a little more monotony.

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