It has been a long season of wandering for our family. Long before Wes’ stroke we were struggling with finding a direction. Wes’ work was stressful and sporadic. I was trying to find a way in which I could help support him and help our family.
We thought we had landed on a plan. We moved forward and were excited. Then one-week later Wes had a stroke. It was the start of a chaotic time. Painful and confusing. We got through it and were excited to see what was next… Nothing. Nothing was next.
Waiting.
I struggled emotionally. I wanted to see a plan. I wanted to feel like God had not abandoned us. I was begging God for a rest. I was tired!
Yet, through this time, over and over again, God showed his faithfulness. He provided for us. He comforted us. He answered my prayer by showing us His hand of mercy. I came to think of this as a season of waiting, of preparation. A season in the wilderness.
I thought of the Israelites and their journey in the desert. God was preparing them. God protected them during this time, but he didn’t shelter them. He allowed them to grow under his watchful eye.
I am not sure our season of wandering is over yet, but I am calmer about what it means for me and my family. God has been faithful.
Roberta Writes 