Today I’m joining Lisa-Jo Baker and the Five-Minute Friday crowd for the prompt of the week: True. Writing for five minutes without editing or backtracking–Go!
They say God provides grace for every moment of a
But that doesn’t mean it’s easy.
Moments of doubt and frustration;
Tired of wearing a happy face state of grace and tired of
acting like the strong one who could
shoulder the chemo and the radiation and the
tender hearts and cuts and bruises and hurt feelings of
children facing too much too young.
And God did provide
Grace for the journey. I knew an
invisible, yet warm and loving hand rested on my
shoulder when I gazed into the future and didn’t know
if Pedro had a next hour, a next minute or a next breath.
I saw His grace in casseroles and money left in books and early-morning
rides to the airport and selfless giving in times of utter darkness.
Caregiving creates a loneliness inside, an
utter exhaustion that clouds the picture of grace once the
race for life is won.
God provides grace for the
recovering caregiver’s journey, too. Through
found friends in similar circumstance, a
sympathetic listener who ‘gets’ the term ‘recovering cancer caregiver.’
God provides community to part the clouds so I once again see His