Living To Carry The Cross, Learning To Live The Hard Eucharisteo

I t has been this way from the beginning. I can remember each instance. My husband coming to Christ and the terrible news that he had to tell me that came along with his decision to follow Christ whole heartedly in order for him to feel completely free.  My good and perfect gift being born and in the N.I.C.U for 9 days with a lung infection. Finding out I was pregnant with good and perfect gift and my husband becoming jobless. Joy girl being born, my Mamma not being able to live to see her born. Being a Mamma trying to parent against AD/HD, Sensory Integration Disorder, O.C.D. Now building a home and my Mother-in-Law being diagnosed with stage 4 brain cancer. Why does the happy have to be coupled with the hard? God really wants and longs to do the Holy inside each one, inside me! It pulls and stretches and sometimes I feel as if I'm going to be pulled straight through! Humbly, I seek him, trying not to throw the "Why" at Him. Wanting to ask Can't there be "Happy...

I can remember praying while my son was in the darkest depths of my womb, being knitted together perfectly by the Creators beautiful hands. I had prayed so hard that to my Heavenly Father it must have sounded more like begging. I had asked of him and this was word for word in my prayer journal" Lord ,please I ask of you don't give me a child who has AD/HD. Don't give me a child who has a strong will. Just let Him or her be perfectly healthy. Let this little one have all of the systems working perfectly. Let this little one love you more than anything in his or her life. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray Amen.      God loves to hear from His children. He loves to answer prayers right. He says in His inspired word" Ask and you shall receive, right? Well , unbeknown to me, God was doing a holy work in me long before I knew what I was going to be facing when my son was born to us. Not only was God going to grow me, but he was going to stretch me more than I thought a ...