I walked through the door of the Woman’s clinic that specializes in Breast imaging. I prayed the whole way to the clinic declaring health over my body and that I would I would not need a mammogram. A sonogram was ordered by my doctor last week after showing her a lump that I felt last Monday. I was nervous and really scared. This was going to be my first mammogram…which typically isn’t necessary unless you’re 40 or find a lump. As I sat in the chair …waiting for my name to be called, I was hoping to relax as I sat along and read my book. A book that I am loving called “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: How I Learned to Live a Better Story” By Donald Miller . I picked up my book, starting reading and the words didn’t sink in. I was too nervous. I couldn’t help but think about my life. The story that I am making and living and creating… raising my girls, growing and deepening my marriage, being intentional, living for Jesus. Is my story good? Can it be better? How some days are so easy, others are not. Its moments like today I sat and prayed.. and prayed…and thought about my life. My story of learning how to be a mom, a wife, a daughter, a friend. A story that could turn another direction in a matter of moments. Sometimes we have choices, sometimes not. I want to live a good story. I want to live a good story despite my circumstances. A Story that says “Im Brave, adventurous, Fully trusting in the Lord- in total dependance in Him. I want to live a story that others want to be a part of, where others gravitate towards. And I want so badly to raise my girls knowing they are a part of a great story and they too get to create their own one day.
We never know how long or short our story will be and it is days like today for me where it was put in perspective. I was finally called back and prayed for peace and thankfulness that my life lies in the hands of my Lord. God is really good all the time, Sometimes its just hard to see.