I cried, again, in a moment of sorrow for those who are so lacking in Joy that the Joy of someone else frightens them.
Then I was reminded that sharing with those who do not understand is the whole point.
The whole point.
A servant of Jesus Christ, military wife, homeschool mom, talking about a little bit of everything. Joy, Pain, Fear, Faith, and the learning that happens every day.
I cried, again, in a moment of sorrow for those who are so lacking in Joy that the Joy of someone else frightens them.
Then I was reminded that sharing with those who do not understand is the whole point.
The whole point.
One moment at a time.
That is how you heal.
More importantly, that is how you live... one moment at a time. We want to plan more, see more, experience more - But the simple truth is that we live one moment at a time. Having them drill a hole in your skull and burn a portion of your brain resets things a little and reminds you to appreciate that simple truth.
My body is struggling a little still. The swelling is problematic at moments. Some seizures are still occurring with the pressure on strange new places. My diabetes is having some confusion in the middle of it all. My brain in general is having some confusion some moments.
But I will say here the same thing I said on the day of surgery- I am so very confident in what I believe. I am very comfortable that who I am, a follower of Jesus who wants to share His love and live His truth, has not changed.
That my friends is enough for me.
The brain swelling goes down every day. The part they zapped is being reabsorbed and the rest of my brain is adjusting and figuring out the new patterns.
While it figures it out I make the choice, moment by moment, for Joy.
Join me! Be blessed my friends, one joy filled step at a time.