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“I’ll see ya next year!” he says as I hug and kiss him goodbye. “I can’t wait,” I reply, holding back the tears. We hope it’s next year, but we don’t really know when. We don’t have a plan, a date or tickets. We say goodbye and I walk away. I hear him call out, “Hey Shelb!” so I turn around to wave, and from that security line in the airport he calls out, “I’m gonna blow you a kiss!” He sends one my way, and I catch it in the air and put it on my cheek. Willing it to last until next year. The goodbyes suck, but the joy in the times we have together make it worth it. Knowing he’s growing up in the same place I did makes it worth it. He runs around in the same field. Has the same monkey bars in the living room that our dad built. Helps take care of other sweet momma-less babies like the ones I used to carry around. It’s hard to be so far, but it’s worth it. And twice in year 8 was pretty special. I can’t wait to see what he’s like in year 9. One of us is going to have to plan a trip across the pond. Thanks for visiting Mom and Bu! Hug Baba for me when you get home! All my love!

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When it rains it pours.
Scary.
Frightening.
Distressing.
Terrifying.
Alarming.
Disturbing.

We’ve been going through the beatitudes from Matthew 5 in church lately. I’ve been both enjoying and being challenged by the series. Sometimes it seems like they don’t make any sense, but then they capture your heart. See Jesus talks about things that seem like bad or difficult situations and pairs them with a good outcome.

Blessed are the poor in spirit, those who mourn, the meek, those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, the merciful, the pure in heart, the peacemakers, those who are persecuted…

This weekend I was staring at my Bible trying to find the “blessed are the scared”. It’s not in there. Scared goes right along side many of the other things described, but scared itself has no ‘good outcome’ paired with it. There isn’t a specific word to cling to in those verses.

If you read my last post it talked about how I was scared but trying to remember how God is enough. He is. And now a week has gone by and the fears of last week seem almost laughable as this weeks fears are bigger, scarier, and make me feel physically sick.

See, this week I found out that my ‘Aunt’ has Papilledema. You probably don’t know what that is. I didn’t until they told me. Basically it means that her vision is blurry. That’s what she went to the doctor for. But vision doesn’t get blurry just on it’s own, and so now they are trying to find out what is causing it. There are very serious things like tumors that are known to cause this, and also some less serious things it could be. Right now we don’t know what the cause is. The family just made it back to the States, because they live in Tanzania where they are missionaries. Please pray with us for a miracle. We know there is something wrong, but pray that we and the doctors be left without wondering that God did a crazy work here. Pray that they are able to see doctors quickly now that they are in the States. Pray for peace for the family. Pray for all of their physical needs to be met as the adjust back to America for a while. Pray for their work in Tanzania which will continue on while they are away. There is so much to pray for, but God cannot be overwhelmed. He doesn’t get mad at us being too needy. He has a plan. He loves us. He is good…no matter what our situations. Thanks for your prayers! Keep trusting.