Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Romans 12:15

Valleys and mountains.

When I’m in a rough time, it is so easy for me to talk to everyone about it.

I want someone to tell me they have been through it.

I want someone to tell me that it is going to be ok.

I want someone to give me advice.

Do you do that, too?

But when I’m on the mountaintop, I feel like I should keep it to myself.

I don’t want to make anyone feel bad.

I don’t want to rejoice while someone else is hurting.

It’s been on my heart, that I need to change this. When I capture a glimpse of God’s plan unfolded, I need to share it. I need to tell people of His faithfulness. I need to use my words to Praise Him for all He has done.

I’m on a mountaintop.

At this moment, I can look back and see God’s hand. That isn’t always the case – but for now – my eyes are open.

I met a dear friend in 2nd grade. She and I have stayed in touch for years. Her husband found a job for my husband. That job led us to Arizona. From day one in Arizona, we’ve been told of a couple that we should have met. This couple had moved to West Virginia. They moved back. We met.

Then, on February 12th – our lives were changed forever.  There is a sweet little boy sleeping upstairs as I write this.

Dominoes. God’s hand at every moment.

How many more moments do I not even see?

So tonight, I want to share with you. There is hope. There is love. He is here and I can see.