My mom has been striving to recover from her recent episode of diverticulitis. Today one of my parents’ friends from the cabin was getting the “old gang” together for lunch. We talked about going, but my mom was not sure how she was going to feel. This morning, she still wasn’t feeling great when she got up. However, after her morning medication and breakfast, she announced that she wanted to go. We packed it up and made the hour and a half trek. We enjoyed lunch with everyone, took a nap, and made our way back home. My mom said she was surprised that she really felt pretty good. When she wanted to watch American Ninja Warrior, we told he that she already was one because of all the obstacles she has made it through.
I Found God today in my persevering mother.