Sunday, August 28, 2011
It was August 28, 2001. This was the day I moved back home with my parents and 'thought' my life was over. In the 3 months before, I had lost everything that I 'thought' defined who I was. Husband, my dog, my job, house, friends and independence. I was angry with just about every thing and everyone, you might say even the birds chirped too loud. I 'thought' I didn't want to make any new friends. I 'thought' isolation was going to keep me emotionally unattached. I stayed in this state of mind for quite awhile.
As the sun sets, it surely will also rise. It may seem like forever but it will. I made a friend, Charlene, in home fellowship who has stuck by me like glue over the ten years. I'd be insane by now without her. 'Sorrow may last for the night but joy comes in the morning.' Some morning, maybe not the next day.
My 'thoughts' were pretty bleak. If I'd only known what God had planned. My trust became stronger with time. If you think you're at a dead end road, refocus, and it could just be an intersection. It's your choice, the direction you choose. I recommend God's chosen path for you. I didn't know if I could handle this change of season in my life but I did. It's all good now, God is patient.