thank you to everyone who lifted prayers. james received steroids and a breathing treatment and we had a much better night. he woke up without any more wheezing or labored breathing:)
And if your strife strikes at your sleep
Remember spring swaps snow for leaves
You'll be happy and wholesome again
When the city clears and sun ascends
-Mumford & Sons, Winter Winds
no word yet on jim's uncle.
jim, however, is in the ER as i type. an old knee injury was re-injured at basketball today and we're waiting on word.
for the love.
i still don't have a real post for you, so i shall instead direct you to my friend heatherly's grace-words:
And I am blessed that He doesn't ask me to put on a plastic mask and pretend that it's a "praise the Lord" morning. He knows it's a "I want to crawl back under the covers and hide from the world, but I'm choosing to rejoice because I know that there is joy hiding even in this" kind of morning.i hope you'll read the rest by clicking over to A Pinkdaisy Life.
we've had a rather eventful week or so around here: a family trip to a water park in ohio, my 31st birthday, seed planting and the start of our heirloom community garden venture with new friends:) i'm sure i'll manage to get some thoughts and pictures onto screen soon.
grace and peace, friends.