The last couple weeks have been completely unbalanced and unpredictable. From the time changing, to a massive blizzard, to Qwade being in the hospital, to being stuck at home for 10 days for his lungs to heal, to broken computers and stolen bank information. Seriously…sometimes there are no words.
Have you ever walked through a trying time? When the hits just kept coming and you had to keep going or you might just fall apart?
As I called my mom last week to vent my frustrations about my brand new computer that mysteriously wouldn’t turn on anymore and that someone had stolen my debit card information and was trying to purchase things in Oregon (all on the same day) I told her, “I think if I don’t laugh I will cry”.
But as our family has walked through these couple of weeks the Father has shown us something that we really needed to see… He is showing us the power of community.
There have been so many people step in to pray for our family and words cannot express how grateful we are. We have had family step up and help with our other son, friends brought me coffee at the hospital (much-needed coffee), a nurse who helped me get checked out and watched Qwade while I waited on the pharmacy, a church family who wrapped their arms around us, and multiple other texts, cards, calls and support.
God has shown me just how much we really do need community…
- people to love us and encourage us when life gets hard
- people to celebrate the victories with us
- people who pray for us when we can’t find the words to pray ourselves
- people who hold our hands in their hands
- people who sit and listen while we cry
There is power in community. The power of Jesus. And when we stand in unity as a community of believers there is no mountain that He cannot move.