The Voice of Truth

It has been a tough week! Seriously, I don't say that lightly. Here's the shortcut version of the past two weeks:

Misty --just walked 60 miles to raise money for breast cancer research. This was an AMAZING experience, but a very emotional experience that tested my limits and resolve. I was thrilled to finish what I started, but physically and emotionally exhausted when it was over.

Stephen--For the last 6 months, we have been seeking how to best address Stephen's speech and social needs. The school district found that although he doesn't meet the criteria to be categorized as autistic, he exhibits enough autistic-type behaviors to qualify for intervention. They are concerned about his attentiveness and several other issues. So today, we have an unexpected appointment with our pediatric neurologist to get to the bottom of the problem.

Sam- We spent last week working him through a very emotional fear of paper torches in the school cafeteria. And yesterday, we found out that his phenomenal speech therapist is leaving her current practice, so we will once again begin the search for speech therapy services that best meet his needs. We had to do this last year as well, due to a change in insurance providers. Let me spell it out....Mama Bear is sick of change!!!

Keith is facing some uncertainty at his job in the financial services industry (along with the rest of the country--so at least we are not alone). We trust that God will provide, but it still weighs heavily on our thoughts at times.

Misty AND Keith-- We made the difficult decision last week to take a break from service in the choir and praise team at our church. Considering the circumstances of our lives, we felt God leading us to give our full attention to our children. Without a doubt, this is the right plan for our family, but praising God as a part of a choir is such a part of who we are. So it is still a difficult parting.

There it is...the last 14 days in the life our family. This morning, I woke up to find myself broken. I just feel beaten down. So I was seeking how God would help me deal with this situation. I read Romans 12 (my favorite scripture about how Christians should behave in this world). But I was still troubled and asking God for some sort of encouragement. On the way to take Stephen to school, this is what he gave me through a song....

Oh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes to climb out of the boat I'm in
Onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone
Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He's holding out his hand

But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me time and time again.
"Boy, you'll never win! You'll never win"

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
The voice of truth says "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth.

Even though I am terrified, God has equipped me to handle this. So despite the chaos that I feel in my heart, I will choose to stand on His promise---the best way that I know how. And I will trust that there has always been a plan for my precious family ---none of this surprises my God. And I will choose to listen as He guides my footsteps. And I will believe that we can glorify God in the midst of uncertainty.