I have been listening to this song on repeat today. The lyrics remind me that no matter how tough life gets and whatever trials and tests are put in my path I'm not going to be walking through it alone.
God never promised us an easy life but He promised He would always be there to help us along the way. It also reminds me that no matter how bad my life gets Jesus is the One who made the ultimate sacrifice on the cross. Nothing I will ever go through can compare to the sufferings He faced ... and He did it for me, for all of us.
Last week was a tough one for me but with God's help (and my husband's) I got through. My dad had to have surgery on his shoulder and also on his hand. With his left arm in a sling and the right hand bandaged he couldn't do much around the house and he also couldn't take care of my mother who has been pretty helpless since her stroke two years ago. Since I'm the only other family member in this state I had to help out. From Thursday until yesterday I stayed with them. I cooked, cleaned, helped my mother to and from the bathroom, helped her shower and dress and also gave her insulin she needs because of having diabetes. Whew. I don't know how my dad does all of that but he's willing to. We thought we were going to lose my mother after the stroke but God graced her with a second chance and we are all so thankful for that.
On top of taking care of my parents my daughter had (and still has) a bad case of diarrhea. Thanks to the stomach bug that hit our home that started a few weeks ago. Luckily my husband was willing to come by and help when he could and even took the kids home when they had enough of being at Gandma and Grandpa's house. I know it wasn't easy for my husband, since he's still trying to fully recover from his hip surgeries a few months ago but it was only temporary.
You know, I never would have guessed that I would someday have to help my mother to get a shower or go to the bathroom. That's not something any kid usually thinks about. We've also received news that the clot that caused her stroke is back and all we can do now is watch and hope that no signs of a stroke progresses. I can't help but ask why she has to go through this but I know God has the answers and He's getting us all through it.
I also remember back at the age of 13 when my parents said they wanted to move out of New York because the stress of trying to pay the bills was weighing on them financially and emotionally. It was a hard move and I went through so much for so long. Back then I questioned the reason why it all happened and felt how unfair it was that my brother and sisters were old enough to stay on Long Island but I wasn't. There were times after I turned 18 that I wanted to go back to NY but it never worked out that way. Now I can see the big picture and the reason why God had me stay. My parents need me. They may not have needed me back then but they sure need me now and they will need me more and more as the years go on. I have a better understanding of all this now and it makes me feel thankful.
"It may not be the way I would have chosen. When you lead me through a world that's not my home. But you never said it would be easy. You only said I'd never go alone ..."
I'm certainly not going through this life alone. I can feel God's presence with me every step of the way and even though I still don't understand a lot of things I can be certain it's all part of God's miraculous plan.
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