Now I don’t just have two eyes, Mom…I have FOUR! I can see even better!
Ah, the perspective of a child!
Matthew had just gotten his first pair of glasses and this momma was worried. How would he adjust to them? Would he feel…different?
I needn’t have worried. He did feel different…and he was…glad.
When I found out we had lost Keith, the first words out of my mouth were, quite literally, “I’m a widow.”
The reality of that did not hit me at that moment. Well, maybe on some levels. But not as fully as it later did.
Now, nearly five years later, I can truly tell you that I am…glad.
I know that sounds odd. How can having your heart ripped out, your life ripped apart, be something that makes you glad?
Ah, my friends, therein lies the mystery of God.
Today a dear friend of mine prayed for me as we were ending a play date…”Lord, help her to feel You as her Husband, first and foremost, above all others, all she needs.”
Mostly I feel that–feel God as my Husband. Mostly I count my blessings more than my stresses, my joys more than my sorrows.
If you know me, you know me to be a glass-is-half-full kinda gal.
Thank God I am!
But it is a choice, one I have to make on a daily basis, sometimes a minute-by-minute basis.
Like my sweet Matthew, I choose to look at my lot in life as a gift and not a stress, a way to help me see better…
To see my Lord!
For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. – 2 Corinthians 2:17-18