Its funny, I wrote this a little more than a month ago, and tonight reading it back, cant help but...laugh...?
...is that terrible?
I mean, not in a funny-haha-this-is-just-hilarious kind of way. More like in a hmmm-thats-just-the-tiniest-bit-ironic-but-actually-not-funny-at-all kind of way. Im sure that had I not written that, had I not struggled with that passage that week, that life would have dealt exactly the same cards. Like, its not like I tempted fate with that. Its almost like...because I wrestled with that passage, because I held onto it so intensely that week...that maybe I was just that little bit more prepared for what was just around the corner.
I never imagined ever experiencing period of time quite like the last month or so, but the fact is..I did. But looking back, and seeing thoughts like this one actually written down, and thinking back to that crazy tornado dream I had, shows me just how much God is still with me. Even now just thinking about how those two things link together so perfectly, I am reminded of wise words that have been spoken by both my Nan and my Mum in the last month - "NO LASTING DAMAGE". Yes, wounds are still somewhat new. But you know, as it says in Romans, and was affirmed in my dream, I WILL be a nurse one day. My shoulder WILL heal one day. And one day, I WILL see Nanny again.
Amen :)
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