It’s an easy pattern to fall into. Letting circumstances dictate our joy. And the soil of circumstance can be pretty darn rocky. So we plant the seeds. We plan our days, our months, our years–and fill them with all of those things we think will bring us joy. But our plans just don’t always go…
If you have read my previous post, “May the Words of My Mouth”, then you know we have spent the last 8 weeks in and out of the hospital with my wonderful father-in-law, who has end stage renal failure. This week he personally made the decision to stop the painful treatment that was keeping him…
