Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Monday, June 13, 2011


"We aren't necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be." C.S. Lewis

The last few days have been a struggle. Honestly I have been okay most days
(probably in a fog, but can function), but for some reason this weekend was tough. Like getting out of bed tough. I was trying to put words to it when talking to a friend, the best I could come up with at the time was "stuck". I feel like I can't grieve because that would be giving up hope, and yet the reality of what the doctors have said still hangs over our heads. Logically I know I can grieve, that God hears and knows all of my thoughts, maybe to me grieving admits the reality we are facing? I am still trying to find that balance, the balance between grief and hope. I am sure there are people who think we are delusional in our faith. We simply have chosen to allow room for a miracle.

Over the weekend a friend sent me this as encouragement....

Oh, how it spoke to me. The first verse may become my mantra the next few months.......

"If faith can move the mountains
let the mountains move
We come with expectation
Waiting here for you"

Thank you so much for all of your prayers! We love you all and each prayer, note, kind word, meal, gesture means the world to us.

1 comment:

Becky said...

oh, Jennette, the tension between grief and hope, it is a highwire act sometimes, I think. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers daily as you navigate this 'curve' in life's journey. May you know the sweet comfort of His presence in every moment. Many many prayers.