Noel
 is coming home.  Hurray!!!!  He’s arriving tonight after a week in 
Hawaii. I get two precious days with him before sending him off again 
for a couple of days in San Diego. Two days. Time is ticking.
Sitting
 in my car, I wait for Noel’s call.  I’m in a parking lot with other 
cars, all waiting for the signal that the person we came to pick-up is 
here.  Other cars come and they go.  Where’s Noel’s call?  *ring ring*  
Yes!  He’s here!  Wait 5 minutes then come?  Okay.  I should pick you up
 at the end of the arrival area?  Sure!
I
 wait close to 4 minutes.  Long enough.  Time to go see my husband!  
Driving over to the arrival area, I cruise until I see a break in all 
the cars.  Should I park here?  Naw, Noel said end of the line of cars. 
 Ummmm, after the break in the cars picking up passengers, I pass a 
bunch of taxis.  After the taxis, there’s no parking/pick-up area.  
Grrrr… that first opening I saw was probably the pick-up area Noel 
wanted me to go for.  Nooooooo!
Frustrated
 and irritated, I step on the gas.  I have to circle the whole airport 
and redo the pick-up situation.  My meeting with Noel will be delayed 
and I have to deal with all these speed bumps and traffic lights.  *deep
 sigh*  This isn’t the attitude I wanted to greet my husband with.  I 
don’t want to waste my time and energy feeling bad.  What’s done is 
done.  Focus, I get to see Noel soon.  Kristy, pull yourself out of this
 mental pit, be positive!  I only have 2 days to spend with Noel, I 
don’t want to meet him all grumpy.  Cheer up!
I
 want to fully bask my husband's smile, his voice, the strength of his 
arms. Yay!  I'm so looking forward to having my husband home. My heart 
sings. My spirit dances. Thank you, Father God, for bringing my husband 
back to my side... Even just for a bit... Thank you for the opportunity 
to live by his side just a moment longer.
Father
 God, I thank you for this week.  That even with Noel away from home, 
you provided for my health.  Last week sucked and I was miserable, tired
 and not feeling my best.  This week, you gave me the energy to cook for
 myself while Noel’s gone.  I had the strength to play with two of my 
neighbors, teaching two girls how to make their own silver necklace 
using cutters, pliers, acid and even a flame torch!  I was able to make 
it through this work-week without dragging my feet in fatigue.  I 
successfully cooked for my friends from work without crashing.  This 
week is amazing!  Lord, thank you that even though I don’t know what my 
body is going to be like day to day, that you still provide for me above
 and beyond all my expectations. 
Lord,
 it’d be nice if I had this energy and strength all the time, or even 
the consistancy of knowing what days will be good and what days 
wouldn’t… but Lord, in whatever state my body ends up, I am blessed to 
see you always there for me… the good times and the bad.
Thank
 you, Lord, for this ability to know that I am blessed every single 
moment.  In the changing of my days, I can clearly see your provisions. 
 In my weakness, I get to lean on your strength.  In my strength, I get 
to celebrate the joy of being alive.  Each bit of time I have, every 
opportunity you give, I am blessed by you to really live this one life 
I’m given.  Help me not waste even a fraction of your blessings; I want 
it all.  Don’t let me miss out on how good life with you really is. 
Even
 as I crave comfort, consistancy, assurance of the future, strength, 
endurance and times of happiness… Lord, I thank you that I don’t always 
have those things so that I see you so much clearer and get to enjoy 
this life more fully.  So bring it on!  The life you want me to 
experience, how you want me to live, so be it.  So long as I get to be 
immersed in your love, your provisions, your power, your mercy, your 
very presence… this life is so worth it. 
I’ve
 gotta say, it really is true that even though my life is filled with so
 many ups and downs; overall, I’m more alive than I’ve ever been when I 
was healthy and physically independent.  Funny… to be able to say that 
being physically broken is a blessing.  Weird huh?
May
 you be blessed to know the joys of this life.  Be blessed by God 
eternal, to see the wonders of being alive in both the good times and 
the bad.  Until next week, take care!

 
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