I started writing this a few weeks ago and then I had to walk away to cook supper. By the time I returned to edit pictures & finish, the internet was out. And it was out for almost 48 hours! #countryliving The last few weeks have been crazy, to say the least, so now a little catch up…
Last week was the week of Independence Day here in the United States of America. Our family loves to celebrate on Independence Day, and this Fourth of July was no different than any others. Well, it was a little different than the ones we celebrated in Colorado because fireworks are illegal there (and understandably so due to the dry climate). Our kids love fireworks! One of the first things they exclaimed upon hearing we were moving back to Louisiana was, “Now we can shoot fireworks again!” #truth
We spent the earlier part of Independence Day at the lake (and I didn’t take one picture). Then we grilled burgers with my parents. And, of course, we experienced a few fireworks – both of the man made kind and the weather lightning show kind that made us have to (impatiently) wait to fire off our fireworks outside.
A great time was had by all and memories were made.
Last week also brought about some medical testing for me, with more testing to follow this week. There’s not much like knowing something isn’t quite right with your body and coming to terms with one’s mortality to make a person take notice of life around him or her. It’s funny how all of the petty things and busyness become so unimportant in light of what is truly important in life.
So as I contemplated what is going on with my health, I realized a few things. First, those memories we are making – they are incredibly important. These memories will be what we will always carry with us through life. Second, independence is a pretty incredible gift that each of us have. And I’m not really talking about our freedoms as Americans here.
What I am talking about is the freedom to be unburdened with worries when life gets out of whack. Right now, I’m not entirely sure what’s going on with my health, and boy, I want to worry about it. But God has gone before me, He is here with me, and He will be with me through it all. I’m free to live a life of making memories with those I love, and I’m free from the burden of worry, because my Hope doesn’t lie in this earthly vessel of a body. It lies in the One who died and rose again to free me from the burden of sin, and to give me the gift of eternal life with Him in glory.
I’m going to keep on making memories with my family, and I’m going to keep on basking in the freedom that comes from placing my trust in God’s hands.
***There’s more to this story because this was actually written weeks ago, so check back for part 2 of the story.