When We’re All Walking A Red Sea Road

We, buried dreams

Laid them deep into the earth behind us

Said, our goodbyes

At the grave but everything reminds us

God knows, we ache

When He asks us to go on

How do we go on?

We will sing to our souls

We won’t bury our hope

Where He leads us to go

There’s a Red Sea Road

When we can’t see the way

He will part the waves

And we’ll never walk alone

Down the Red Sea Road

How, can we trust

When You say will deliver us from

All, of this pain, that threatens to take over us

Well, this desert’s dry

But the ocean may consume

And we’re scared, to follow You

So we will sing, to our souls

We won’t bury our hope

Where He leads us to go

There’s a Red Sea Road

When we can’t, see the way

He will part the waves

And we’ll never walk alone

Down a Red Sea Road

Oh help us believe

You. . .

– – Ellie Holcomb, Red Sea Road

Yesterday was a sickly day, my Daddy had surgery – that, praise the Lord, was successful, and I decided, since life has been crazy and I haven’t been keeping up with news well to catch up. That was terrifying.

It feels like the world is on fire, both, literally in Australia, and in other ways here and abroad.

I believe with all my heart that it is our responsibility to be informed people – but, just, WOW. It is overwhelming right now.

In the midst of that, as I said yesterday was a sickly day and my body is NOT cooperating in the way I wish it would. I have overdone my body a bit and it is Letting. Me. Know.

What’s more, last night, I was researching a new treatment option and came across this little Little Bag Of Horrors piece about CRPS – and read it:

Putting Out the Flames of Complex Regional Pain Syndrome—Updated Guide to CRPS/RSD

I already have plenty of if – and it wasn’t even new information. I think it was just too much for yesterday.

So, today is a news/research break for me.

And, as so many of my people are having a hard time right now too, I want to remind every one else that it’s okay to do the same.

I’m spending today focusing on things I’m so grateful for, like. . .

My sweet friend Christal who remembered my birthday is coming up and made plans to come visit and make gluten free cake to boot! Oh my heart.
One of the ministers at our church knew we’ve been crazy busy and out of pocket and remembered us for a special event – and got in touch at just the right time yesterday.
Unexpected kindness that I just didn’t foresee.
A dear dear family member offering to help me with something I just can’t handle on my own.
My amazing Sara Bug making us the best risotto you ever ate – and, here, I thought I was the best risotto maker – and hanging things and making me the cutest gallery walls.