left for this

discovering God's plans as life falls apart

Going through countless tragedies, I wondered where God was, and why He wouldn't show up to do something...anything. Then He did, taking me from this life. Left to live, tragedies have increased, but I'm no longer the same. I'm certain God has a plan, and He'll use what we go through, for great and mighty things. Day after day, I hold on, knowing there's a reason...I was left for this.  

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December 24, 2015

Reason for This Season

Meg had little energy yesterday and was nauseous. Her eyes were asymmetric which also happens when pressure is high, so I was concerned. She fell to sleep in the afternoon and when she woke up, her eye was swollen.   I wanted to groan since I had so many things I wanted to get done,

December 21, 2015

One Foot in Front of the Other

Meg sleeps with her hair fallen in her face. I run my hand along her forehead and tuck the loose strand behind her ear. My fingers run across on top of the smooth incision line and I stop. It bothers me to touch it.   Thoughts and images flash through my mind. How many times

December 19, 2015

Accepting God’s Goodness

The South Padre locals say the water’s freezing, but really it’s much like the Missouri in June. Some say the town is desolate now, but looking down the road randomly dotted with cars, it looks a lot like home. Others say we need to come back during the season, but hearing Meg hum over the

December 16, 2015

Living Through Dormancy

Today Meg and I sat outside listening to Christmas music with a beautifully decorated tree towering behind us. Being 80 degrees and warm in our short sleeves felt so wrong and wonderfully right. With the leaves still on the trees and grass green, there’s so much more life compared to the brown dormancy we’re used

December 14, 2015

Laying Down The Bad

I held Meg’s hand as she pulled back whining how unfair it is she had to spend such a nice day in the hospital while everyone else got to have fun.   I told her it’s just how things are and we choose to have a good or bad attitude about them…either way, the situation

December 13, 2015

When Promised Land Lacks Appeal

I feel uneasy leaving for Houston. I tell myself it’s because we’ll be on a smaller Jet Express flight, which leaves my stomach queasy at best. Then the reason can’t be due to all we have going on in Houston. I don’t know how long we’ll be gone, what the doctors will say, or what

December 11, 2015

Traumatic Brain Injury at it’s Finest

I wondered where I should go get a pair of black tights. Then I wondered if I had a pair. I couldn’t remember, but I recalled looking for some last year. As I dug through my closet, I started pulling out pair after pair. Finding the first 3 pair was awesome, it meant I didn’t