Night two in Milwaukee. I wish I could concoct some sort of nighttime National Geographic scene like the amazing Steve Erwin, but my imagination is asleep. My eyes will be momentarily. My imagination was well-spent today though with a pretty energetic three-year-old named HJ. I missed her cherub cheeks and crazy-bright blue eyes.
I am so thankful for another warm bed, gas in my tank, food in my fridge, and clothes in my closet. God has provided so much for me, and I do not take it lightly. I say this all the time, but I will not stop saying it; God has been good to me. What I am most thankful for is a family that misses me, and one that is glad to have me back. My house family always helps me carry all of my junk in without making me feel bad, and my genetic family carried it out without making me feel bad. I am deeply, deeply blessed.
Tomorrow will be my first doctor's appointment in two months. Yup. I'm pretty nervous. Hopefully, I'll get the go-ahead for shoe-wearing on my left foot, and I'll officially be in business. The walking business, that is.
I have been thinking about this verse all week:
"Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you;
therefore he will rise up to show you compassion.
For the LORD is a God of justice.
Blessed are all who wait for him!"
- Isaiah 30:18
Lord, I thank you for your grace, your compassion, your justice, and your timing. They are each perfect. Thank you for teaching day by day, hour by hour. Thank you for extending yourself to me, a Gentile. Help us to continue to wait on you. Amen.
