Day Nineteen - Spiritually fed

How grateful I am for the Sabbath day! I didn't hear much of church today, because my daughter's finger was still hurting her a lot. But I was spiritually fed in other ways. I had a camp meeting at my house, and to see the enthusiasm of the 25 girls that are coming to camp as youth camp leaders filled my spirit with warmth. They were all so eager to discuss ways to make camp a special experience for the younger girls who will be attending. I loved listening to their ideas.

I feel as if my spirit is more open right now, and I'm aware of the tender mercies I'm seeing in my own life. I feel like my body is being beaten down, and my emotions are being taxed, but I am able to maintain a fairly happy outlook on things, which isn't always my way.

I've been pondering a lot these last few days about worst case scenarios that Dr P will throw at me. I don't like all of the options I've read about for adrenal dysfunction, and I'm scared that I won't be able to handle the news. But then I realize that I don't have to do it alone. I've got an amazing support group of friends who are able to carry me when my spirits are low. And in the end, I hope to be able to encourage someone who will walk this path after I do. I am blessed.