I'm joining Lisa-Jo and writing for 5 minutes this Friday. Come on over and join in.
I can't stay where I am. Much as I might like the fragile peace that today brings. Today means I have food on my table, a roof over my head and clothes on my body. I have a husband, much loved, and I have two precious, precious children. I have these things only by the grace of God, and this year has been all too painful and I've been shown clearly that these things can be lost - gone - forever. My daughter's life was so close to being lost, and now we take it one day at a time pulling the cancer cart. And I want to stay in this day - where we live and breathe and can stay warm and safe together for a few hours before all may change and be different. The big picture is not so pretty. And in the bigger picture, I don't want to stay in this situation of too little work and the funds dwindle, and our home is only our home for how many days now?
And there's a call from distant shores to go and stay there as my mum begins her own journey with the fight of and for her life with leukaemia. This pain and grief and loss is too difficult to stay in. Stay in hope and light and peace, stay covered in prayer, stay standing, stay breathing and stay together - for this day, because that's what's been given and that's what we have.