I started this week tired from the weekend. But as I told KJ it is good to feel tired from work rather than wrung out from grieving. Nevertheless, "fatigue makes cowards of us all" according to Vince Lombardi. No big surprise that I feel a dearth of courageous faith.
It's dawning on me that even in the new normal of this valley, I simply have more to do than I did in October 2007. Things have a way of piling up around the house, the pantry eventually empties out, etc. Meanwhile, the rental property that we own two doors up the street has been empty since the day Nancy died and we still need tenants. The major projects that were put on hold when she got sick shout loud reminders of our entrance into the valley of death and grieving. And the uncertain nature of my health forces me to lean tentatively into the future.
I would ask for prayer on how to navigate the complaints of the last paragraph with faith and joy. Today's compass reading came from Psalm 123:2
"As the eyes of the slaves look toward the master, as the eyes of a maid look to the the hands of her mistress so our eyes look to the LORD our God, till he shows us his mercy"
Ask HIM to adjust my eye levels that I might look past the piles of unmet tasks, to the One who promises mercies for the valley.
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2 comments:
Thank you. I needed to read this today to apply myself. Though I am sorry that you are going through this suffering, I am so thankful that you are blogging about it, because I have learned so much.
Ah-men and Aye-men to both of you! That verse - the whole of the psalm speaks to me too on this day. I echo Alicia's thankfulness that you Dan are blogging about this as I too needed to read this.
K@
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