This is the day the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
There's the silly refrain about April showers bringing Pilgrims and Mayflowers, but this week is like Thanksgiving in April for me. In November we focus on what we're thankful for and kinda forget it the other 11 months of the year. A very positive side effect of MS has been thankfulness and gratitude. I am so thankful for my parents and the many people who have helped me during the first, dark days of this illness. I am so grateful that this is only MS and not a brain tumor or cancer or something scarier.
Spring means a lot to me this year. Spring is the season of new life, new beginnings, fresh, warm air. It's the wake up call out of hibernation after a long, cold winter. (Granted, we totally missed the cold, snowy part.)
For me spring began last Friday, a somber, gray day to Christians. After finally successfully driving my father to and from school on Thursday, I drove myself to school on Friday. I felt more like myself than I have in what seems like a really long time.
I had a wonderful Easter weekend. Trixie dyed and hunted eggs for the first time. She had so much fun that she gave up naps for three days, but hit the hay early each night. I've driven, shopped, read, written, and cooked- the things I love to do but haven't done much of lately.
I write because I believe God wants me to write. I put it here because my experience might serve of some benefit to another person somewhere on this worldwide web. I put it here to remind me of what God is doing and what I believe He wants me to do.
And then God answered: "Write this.
Write what you see.
Write it out in big block letters
so that it can be read on the run.
This vision-message is a witness
pointing to what's coming.
It aches for the coming—it can hardly wait!
And it doesn't lie.
If it seems slow in coming, wait.
It's on its way. It will come right on time.
Habakkuk 2:2-3 MSG
