Today, I had my port installed to allow for chemo to begin this Friday.
In all that we have endured the past few months, losing custody of the children and now this health crisis, it is so easy to feel the world is crashing in on us. My enemies have won the battle, or so it feels.
My children were home this weekend. While we enjoyed our time together, they are so devastated to have to endure this separation from me and they continue to report abuse by their father. I can see the change in my son. He isn’t the same happy go lucky child he was just 5 months ago. He got the opportunity to see a few of his classmates from the preschool here and it became very apparent how he longs to be back with them. This is a lot for a small child to understand why they were uprooted and placed into a situation where they are not stable and are not safe. Something desperately needs to change when we place parental right above the safety and well being of the child.
My soul so wants to speak loudly about the enemies that are allowed to attack us. I feel so much like we are under constant attack. That this is our Job moment and we are to endure this to be stronger. I truly believe this. I need he encouragement that the Bible provides us on how the Lord will overcome our enemies. Check back for my next post. Tonight, I need to rest. : )
I wish you all rest and good health. Hold your family tight!