It’s been 8 years…and I’m still here…

It’s been 8 years…and I’m still here…

Even in the midst of…all I can say is ‘thank you’

‘Thank you’ to The God that I’ve believed in since I can remember

The One that I watched give my parents strength when they needed it

And joy in their hearts, no matter what it looked…or was…like

‘Thank you’ to family, friends who are like family and even those…

Who didn’t know me…before they knew me…

But allowed God to use them to open doors of opportunity, provision or encouragement

It’s been 8 years…and I’m still here…

Since I thought my life was over and prayed for an extension of my days

I could feel the life leaving my body, cognitively…I knew I wasn’t the same

I had begun to prepare myself…making extra effort to make my peace with God…

Each night…before I closed my eyes…unsure if I would be granted the gift of another day

I can’t remember exactly when, but at some point it was as if a light came on

And I realized ‘oh no’ I am not ready…I haven’t done all that I know I was created to do

There were assignments that I know I was to complete…and I had put them off…

Too busy with other life issues…my own and those of others

But I knew in my spirit that trying to explain to God why I didn’t do what…

There was no doubt…He put in my heart to do…

What explanation is there for that

That started bothering me more than anything, as I imagined…

God created me for a purpose…had given me assignments…some done…others undone

But there was one in particular…because of work, responsibilities, not having the resources…

There were even some unusual roadblocks, when it looked like things were on track…

So many detours…for this assignment undone…constantly being pushed aside

When it would ultimately get done, it would lead to other assignments…

And I would realize that it wasn’t just for me…

But for others as I would share what I learned to help another fulfill their purpose

It’s been 8 years…and I’m still here…

Since I have been diagnosed with an invisible (dis)ability

I don’t often write about it, because it’s not my focus in life…but the experience of it is

Moving in spite of it, being purposeful in doing what I asked God extra time for

I thought it was to finish writing a book…but it turned out to be 10 books…

Written in the 8 years and more to come

I thought I’d never work again, because of my (dis)ability

But I do…from home…and help others with (dis)abilities to do the same

It was the lack of completing one assignment that gave me the will to live…

But in the 8 years…God has shown me that I couldn’t see what He sees

And He had many more assignments for me…

A Mercy Shower, an inspirational consultant and source of inspiration for those who are hurting

I can hear my Aunt Eleanor saying…your readers need to know who you are…

The things that you’ve experienced that make you write the way you write

That seems to have been the flow today…we’ll see what flows next time…

It’s been 8 years…and I’m still here…can’t wait to see what’s next…