I’ve been reflecting on my recent history and realized that more than any time of my life, something significant and life-changing has happened every year for the past 7 years:
2000
After 8 years of living in
2001
Lost my job just before Thanksgiving, and within three weeks had moved in with my cousins, got a new job in
2002
Moved to
With the exception of Dagmar, who I met on my second Sunday at CTK, friendships came much slower here than in
2003
This was a year of hard providences, leading to a long-term loss of appetite and 30 lbs from my frame. One of the blessings that resulted however was that my friendships at church widened and deepened significantly. During this time, I was asked to lead one of the worship bands. I felt woefully unqualified as I had minimal knowledge of music theory and played mostly by ear. Having some great players that knew how to work with someone like me was a big help. I found that being so intimately involved with the music helped me to sing truths to myself that my heart desperately needed to hear during that difficult time.
2004
Met my wonderful husband in January and got engaged in August – a huge surprise after convincing myself that I was entirely unmarriageable. I still marvel at the miracle of finding someone who could love me like J does.
Transitioned from accounting to treasury (cash management) at InterGen, which meant more interesting work and virtually no overtime.
2005
Got married…had the wedding that I dreamed of with almost everyone I wanted there to celebrate with us. Honeymooned in
2006
After a great first year of marriage, we sought to expand our family and within 3 months Riley was growing in my womb. We took a record 9 trips that year, in anticipation of travel slowing down significantly.
2007
With the birth of our son, it’s been a year of ambivalence. The financial stress and sadness of leaving Riley in daycare is the flip side of the tremendous joy we have in loving him so much. Better to have a boy to miss than to not have one at all. So we count ourselves blessed and lucky and look to God for help with the harder realities.
I still look at my almost-six-month-old son in wonder that he’s really here, in my home, in my family and in my arms. This was the life I had hoped for years ago and God in his mercy has let it come to pass. Thank you, Lord.
I love my Riley-boy!
1 comment:
Hey Shelby,
It is so wonderful to see all God has done in your life. He is faithful!
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