So yesterday was a little confronting for me.
Watching our children shave my husbands already thinning hair as he prepares for a full chemo regime next week… they thought it was loads of fun but the deeper meaning behind the jovial trimming shenanigans kind of hit me in the pit of my stomach. Wasn’t expecting that reaction in me.
Have been so grateful for the deep peace God has given over the last three weeks since we found out he has cancer. There is an enduring abiding peace but I still need to choose to rest in that peace, to let it wash over me and strengthen me.
I woke up this morning and chose again to walk in faith & to allow His peace and joy to be my strength.
First posted August 24, 2019
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