Often the deciding issue is where and when one stops fighting!

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An old quote says, “if you resign yourself to fate you’ll find fate accepts your resignation.”

The last couple of weeks have been a time of heavy battles. The first – my youngest daughter’s family’s urgent move was completed yesterday and a resounding victory!

The 2nd. battle followed hard on its heels when 2 days ago my grand daughter in China escaped a diabetic coma by minutes. It was a total shock as, as far as we all knew, there was no diabetes in either family. She could have died or suffered serious repercussions, but God is merciful, and she was in a hospital when it hit and was soon out of immediate danger.

The battle continues for the next step that her pancreas can recover and produce the insulin she needs to avoid being diabetes one and needing daily shots. After that it will be for a full recovery. Sometimes prayer is instant and sometimes, like this, goes in stages. The former is much easier. I’ve learned never to accept an impossibility or half way answer, but sometimes the battle is long fought.

Another daughter is an encouraging illustration of this. Not accepting her autistic child being diagnosed as “severely retarded” she hung on in there for over 5 years till now his evaluation is “higher functioning” (will she stop there? I doubt it!)

There’s always the temptation to “make do” with half an answer, when, if we continue to fight on we can have what we really need. It’s a balance between facing realities (faith is not living in la la land) and still expecting miracles. Visiting my daughter’s family’s new apartment, sun streaming through the windows, walls immaculate, her husband now in a well paying job after starting from scratch in the UK I thank God we hung in there and claimed  above our expectations. God willing (which He is) this new battle will end the same, in total victory.

For all of you brave folks facing similar battles, I pray, tough as it is, that you will come through to glorious victory.

 

 

New Beginings Old Wisdoms

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A new year peeps out before us like the first glimmers of sunrise glimpsed over the mountains.

Should I run yelling, arms waving towards it or pause just a moment before the light is upon me to look back? I glance over the year that’s passed, what progress, what victories, what dreams fulfilled I ask myself? I take account remembering the high ideals with which I started its predecessor.

A new question forms. What have I learnt? What wisdom can I take with me on my journey towards the rising sun, (for wisdom I have learnt is worth far more than achievements). Like a “get out of jail free” card wisdom can be traded in along life’s journey, it’s “ready cash.”

Progress? Yes, this blog is evidence of that. Victories? Yes, there have been many. Dreams fulfilled? Not yet but I follow a path that leads in that direction. Wisdom gleaned? Yes, (but those lessons were the hardest).

I turn again towards the rising sun, my backpack now set and loaded with dreams new and old, lessons, and past test papers I stand ready for what this new year may bring to light as it graces the heavens.