I realize that I'm strange, but did anyone else dream a lot, when you were young, about what life would be like? I did! I remember picturing a certain kind of house, a certain number of kids (at one point it was 14!), visions of a life that I hoped for.
And those of us who aren't so very young, anymore, know that life isn't exactly what we maybe dreamed of or planned.
But that's where I am incredibly blessed.
Because it's BETTER than I could have imagined.
I wouldn't have chosen the hard things. But they've made us stronger. And I wouldn't have chosen the struggles, but they've given the Coach and I a closeness we never would have had, otherwise.
And I'm sure as we continue this journey together as a family that there will be more things we don't expect.
But I know it will be more than I can dream of right now.
So. . .
Today I'm thankful that His ways are not our ways.
His thoughts not our thoughts.
But higher. And greater. And deeper. And more wonderful than we can imagine.
I think I've learned (at least in part) that it's not about the house or the picture-perfect life. Not about how many kids you have or how much money you make.
Someday, in heaven, I hope I can look back on this earthly life. . . and see it for what it is.
All for His glory.