Here I sit again, thinking about my dad…
It’s been a little over three months now. In a way time has passed very slowly yet quickly! I have such amazing memories of my dad and I find myself wanting to be like him. I can’t figure out how he was always so patient and king. Not once in my life did I see him fret. No matter what came up, or how hard life would get, or how sick he would become, he always trusted, always rested in God. And God rewarded him for his faithfulness.
I cannot understand why what happens happens, but I know for sure everything has a reason. God knows the answers to all things and that’s good enough reason to rely on the Almighty and be comforted that he has it all under control.
We have three weeks left until we come to Canada.
When I see my mom and her mourning eyes it crushes me to think about leaving her. I wish I could just take her with me. I didn’t think it would be this tough, but both my mom and I cry when we talk about how I’m leaving. It’s a relief, though, that I won’t be leaving my dad behind in a situation of uncertain health.
Pray for me, eh? For my mom and all my family. I’m blessed in so many ways. I praise God for my family, amazing in-laws, all you friends out there, and Matt and my kids. See ya soon.