Forgive me while I work out the writer's block from my fingers. This week hasn't gone the way I expected. For that matter, neither have the last few years. No pretenses here.
I have had a really bad two weeks.
I thought I would get married, have children, play football in the yard with them, enjoy them, enjoy life- but standing in between me and those dreams lies a monster called chronic illness. Every time I feel like I am going to be able to slam this chapter shut - it remains open. I want these chapters of my life to read differently, but right now they just aren't.
Tired of having to think so much.
Tired of smiling and saying "I'm just fine thank you."
Tired of missing field trips, school parties, and lunches with friends.
Tired of doctor's appointments and new theories and being the experiment that never turns out right.
And I don't even have a good ending for this blog post except to ask you to prayer for me.
Could you remember me in your prayers tonight?
I need a fresh word from the Lord.