Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Eleven Weeks...

...yep, eleven. I can hardly believe it. It's been eleven weeks since my husband lost his job.

It's been a hard adjustment, but we are making it. I still have my days where I just don't think I can do this anymore. They aren't as frequent as in the beginning of all of this, but they are still there.

Dan and I have walked through some difficult things in these past eleven weeks. Some days it has felt like I have been walking through a refining fire...somedays I feel burned...mostly, I feel as if I am being molded and shaped into something new.

I have never liked change all too much...unless it is change of decor in my house. New situations, new people, new places get my stomach all in knots. My sister in law thought I was crazy when I shared with her a few years back how I even hate going to different gas stations. When I lived with my parents, there was a certain one I always went to. The day I talked myself into taking the leap and going somewhere else, I locked my keys in my car. I am not as bad anymore because I have been forced to overcome that fear. :-) I have had a lot of knots along this road Dan and I are walking, but with each step, the incline is seeming not so steep and I am learning how to follow and not try to run up ahead of my Jesus. He knows where I am going and what path is best for me. All I gotta do is move my feet.

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Rebecca said...

I'm sure you're not the only one who doesn't like change too much! Keep taking those baby steps & putting one foot in front of the other. I pray the clouds break very, very soon!