Yesterday morning, i was in a drive thru flu shot line and my phone started to ring. It was "home" and i figured it was my oldest asking me something about crocheting. I went through the line. I received my shot. OUCH!
I called home and got THAT call. Micah told me that he was on his way to Tampa General because his aunt and uncle were in a motorcycle accident.
His uncle has bleeding on the brain and is in a coma. Praise God, his aunt just needed a few stitches.
We are close. My heart is breaking, but all i can do is pray.
In this thing called life we are either going into a storm, smack in the middle of a storm or coming out of a storm.
Life is hard. It's not fair. Life as we know it can change from one minute to the next. We are not promised tomorrow.
But, God is on the throne. He is sovereign. He is in control.
I choose to praise Him in this storm. I choose to trust Him with whatever may happen.
I look around and see the laundry that needs to be folded and the dishes that need to be put away. None of that stuff really matters.
It's the people that we love that truly matter and so often we put the stuff that really doesn't matter before the people we love.
Praying my friend!
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