a sigh of relief....

I am breathing a sigh of relief for a few different reasons lately.

Althought, at the same time, juggling quite a few stresses in my life.

My dad is still alive. He has a healthier heart, one that will hopefully give him many more years with us. Years to watch his grandkids grow, years to be my dad, years to be with my mom. He survived quadruple bypass surgery, two flatlines on the table, one more flatline three days after his surgery, an emergency pacemaker, and a stroke. See? A sigh of relief.

Eli has turned one. There are many emotions I feel regarding this. One is relief. I survived the first year of children 13.5 months apart, living with my parents, Dan being in school full-time, some post-partum depression, and my third straight year of either being pregnant, breastfeeding, or both. See? A sigh of relief.

God is good!! And faithful! He has shown that over and over again.

Even with all this relief, there is still much up in the air regarding our future. Dan is STILL job hunting. He has been since last spring. He is interviewing with three churches right now. We would love at some point to have our own place. Right now, that is not a viable option financially. My parents, like many people in their retired years, are facing financial challenges due to the state of the stock market and real estate decline. Dan has to do a semester abroad for his degree. So we're all going to Scotland next fall. Jayden will need to start preschool mid-year when we return. Where will we live till then? There? After? Is it good for my kids to have all this upheaval?

I could really work up a panic if I gave all this truly extensive thought. But most days, I remind myself that today, everyone has a roof over their heads, my kids are healthy, my dad is alive, we survived this last year, etc.

God is good! And faithful! He has proven it over and over again.

Truly, there is NOTHING too big for Him.