Today is my father’s birthday. He turned seventy but the birthday means more than celebration of a round number. He is the first in his family to make it past that mark, and he is in good health. Thank God.
That got me thinking (again) about how grateful I am to have the father I have, and the mother, and the wife and the kids and the life. I see again how God has been working long before this started to put all the bricks in place for me to be right here, right now. I am sure that right here, right now is not God’s final plan for me but it is the plan for right now.
I see that so many details have come together to make this an easier ride for me than it could have been otherwise. My patient, compassionate, wonderful wife has stood by me and encouraged me every step of the way. The fact that I ended up in Norway and not somewhere else is a biggie. I’m getting the absolute best care I could get at the speed of light over here.
And the friends and family that have taken such good care of us. They have risen into an army of food bringers, helpers, prayer warriors, encouragers, and just general blessings to us in so many ways.
On the bright side
God’s put all that in place in addition to being along side me every day and being with me through the thick and the thin. Holding me when I need holding and giving me strength when I need strength and so much more. I’m thankful that if I have to go through this I have this incredible support system wrapped around me. God is good.