My Independence Day weekend was a very quiet one as my husband worked all weekend so I sat around and read a lot. I also crocheted more rainbow hearts and admired my tye-dyed rainbow sneakers I made for Deb and I. Here’s a photo of what they look like.
I spend a lot of time by myself, I’ve been sometimes very critically sick over the past almost 3 years and my social life has diminished greatly. I also had my license taken away this year as my vision keeps worsening. At first I was really mad. Now I’m glad I’m not driving as I realize how bad my vision has become. So it leaves me with (sometimes too much) time to think.
This weekend I thought a lot about the WMF as I struggle with what I really feel I can accomplish. What do I have to offer, especially with so many who know the right words to use, who have studied the catechism and who are so active in this ministry? I have to say, that still bothers me some.
My family has risen above more things than you can imagine. I don’t need to share specifics but the Mother Theresa quote “I know God only gives me what I am able to handle, but I wish He didn’t trust me so much” really hits home. What I figured out this weekend was I was being directed by God to be be there. There is something worthwhile I can share and others that I can learn. It is His plan, not mine and I have to keep reminding myself of that fact.
So, I’ll still have days that I struggle with this but will also be able to remember that this is God’s will, His plan, not mine. With that said, Happy birthday America and I hope all had a great Independence Day weekend.