Putting Priorities In Order

​I love getting the seedling idea for my weekly devotion early in the week. Sometimes I get the topic and start jotting down notes as early as Saturday mornings; sometimes I feel the topic move me early in the week which causes me to pray on it for a few days.
 
I actually have two topics for this week’s blog being tossed around in my mind. One has to do with anxiety and the other is sharing a current experiment I am having with my sugar intake. Both topics interest me so I honestly couldn’t decide which one was stronger on my heart for this week. 

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Recovering from Domestic Abuse

Rearranging Priorities

Regardless of when the thought starts being formulated, Wednesday nights are the final “need to finalize the blog” night. I can’t remember the last Wednesday night I’ve prepared dinner!
 
But I didn’t write a blog post last night; I barely jotted down some notes. Instead, my 24-year-old son wanted to talk with me. I knew when he asked me “if I had a moment” there was something on his mind; I knew when I said “sure” there was a 95% chance today’s blog wasn’t going to be written.
 
But I said “yes, I’d love to talk.” And, a few hours later I smiled and hugged him so tightly.
 
As I prayed last night and again this morning during my devotion time, I couldn’t find words strong enough to express my gratitude and gratefulness. Throughout all the yuck my kids and I have navigated through, we are still in this together.
 
I love my time with my readers on Thursdays! It felt strange to not post something today; it also felt strange to just throw something together for the sake of putting words on a piece of paper.
 
Sharing my journey has always been about providing hope. My journey is full of examples that God delivers on His word and that God can bring good out of the horrors we’ve experienced.
 
So, today’s post is a simple insight of hope from my world last night. God does restore relationships; God does fix situations to bring out the best; and God does follow through on His promises.
 
I pray a touch of hope brings a little calmness to your day,
 
Sue

Summer Trigger

It is hard for me to take my children to the swimming pool during the summer months. Within minutes of arriving, jealousy, anger, and sadness overcome me. For me, there is nothing that flaunts happiness and joy like the child-like father playing with his children in the pool.

As I sit watching my children swimming, I can’t help but notice where the laughter is coming from. Even though it is painful, I can’t help but watch so many fathers laugh, smile, and lovingly splash their children. 

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