Thoughts and Feet

Coming up on almost a month since I last posted on the blog.  You would think it was summer!  :)  In actuality, it has been much like summer in terms of me having no time emotionally or mentally to think about the blog.  I have actually dreamed up  a couple of posts that you should soon see but didn't have the time to develop them into a real post.

But, finally, I think I am getting my feet under me.  This would not be possible without God and His people, my church family.  God has been teaching me many many things through the last 6 months with Dad and just coping with everything.  He has taught me more about humility, and being willing to be weak.  I wrote a long letter to the church which I will post on the blog tomorrow that sums up much of that lesson.  I am thankful for brothers and fathers in the church who have reached out to me and sometimes even pushed me to accept the help that I need.  They have been used of God to teach me and help me understand things, including myself.  It is so special to have friends like that.

In my time at our church, I have on numerous occasions watched people leave or pull away after they were told something they didn't like or want to hear.  They each were looking for what would make them happy and only wanted approval, not counsel from us.   When the message was a tough thing to hear, when it went against what they wanted, they were done with us.  I have sat in their shoes these last months and had other leaders of our church tell me things which weren't what I wanted them to tell me.  But they were right!  And for that I am grateful.  Faithful are friends who wound, to rephrase the Bible.  :)

All that to say that I am finally getting back on my feet.  I am still mourning over losing my dad, and I expect to be for a time, but the whole process is getting more manageable.  I am finding my feet back under me and am finally getting some traction.  I am SO thankful for the loving patience and support of my church family as I have stumbled my way through the last six months and I am so grateful for the true brothers in Christ who have reached out to me, ministered to me, helped bear my burdens, and helped me bear my own load.  That is the body of Christ and I am so thankful to have such a healthy and functioning body to be a part of.

Tomorrow I will post as a blog post the letter that I wrote to the church for the end of 2011.  Happy New Year!