We are getting back to some semblance of routine around here. Whatever that is in this household. It's been a trying four months for my family, but we know the Lord was with us through it all. He was there at the hospital, He was there through the tests, He was there through the uncertainty. He was there in the victories and He was there shoring up our faith when we felt like faltering. Stroke is a vicious hard thing. It is hard to watch a lovely, active woman not be able to talk, walk or swallow and not return to her former life. It is hard to watch a secondary stroke 31/2 months later take whatever progress there had been. And it is hard to let a beloved mother and grandmother go, even though we knew God was calling her home. But thanks to the miracle of the cross and the resurrection we know she is with the Lord and that we will see her again. What a blessed hope believers in the Gospel have. That is surely "Good News", which is what the word gospel means.
So life has slowly been chugging along. I can't believe I haven't blogged with any semblance of consistency and haven't been on here for so long. I guess I'm actually not one that can write out all my thoughts, emotions and private happenings so freely. And you know what? My mind still seems like mush. Like I have nothing to say. And if I do, stringing the sentences together seems an impossible task. It's like I'm slowly dipping my toes back into the regular blogging waters, not sure of the temperature. But I know once I get back into it, it will come. So I'm very excited to get back to Friday's Fave Five tomorrow. I'm so glad that I have been practicing that exercise for the last couple of years. So see you all tomorrow.