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Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust!

Today was a struggle. I confess, I did more sinking than walking.  But even in the midst of some major unpleasantness, I was strengthened by His Word, comforted by family, and covered in pixie dust! 


Ray and I have often teased that we wanted a dog first.  Instead God surprised us with Brooklyn.  Her presence in our lives inspired many changes and was even a catalyst through which God has drawn me so much closer to Him.  Sometimes I wonder how different life would we be if she hadn't been born so early in our marriage.  I look back on those years now and remember such joy.  As I was reawakening spiritually, she was a spark of pixie dust! 


Now we are facing difficult times again, being called into deeper fellowship, and my joy has more than doubled.  Brooklyn and Grayson are delightful. An ever present reminder.  As I learn how to be their mom each day I am humbled by the way our relationships are a reflection of God's character.  When I do not understand grace or unconditional love, God patiently paints me a picture.  In loving Brooklyn, I understand more clearly what God's love looks like.  In caring for Grayson, I am reminded of all the millions of things God does to care for me.  And in having possession of something so very precious, I have new insight into the depth of feeling that was behind the cross and what that sacrifice meant.  My faith costs more now.  I do not take it so lightly. 


God is my Shepherd.  I won't be wanting.  He makes me rest in fields of green. He leads me beside still waters. He guides me in paths of righteousness for His glory. Even though I walk through the valley of death and dying, I will not fear, for You are with me. You're always with me.  Your rod and staff are a comfort to me. You prepare a table before in the presence of enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.  ~ Psalm 23    

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