In more ways than one.
Hearing God's Word; teaching a Sunday School lesson; praying with other believers - all those things fed my soul with the life-giving promises of God.
However, just. being. out.....
Being with other people.....
Watching Selah be..... Selah.....
Was healing to my heart too.
I talked about Selah's condition WITHOUT tears.
We went through all the steps of checking her blood sugar; calculating carbs and insulin amounts; administering insulin.
It was all -- dare I say -- normal?
I guess I really am moving forward.
We really are adjusting to our new way of life.
Not that there weren't moments. Sad ones. Hard ones.
Ironically, last week, I really just wanted to stay home. Be reclusive. Retreat.
Anything but be with other people outside of our family.
Sunday? I struggled initially with wanting to leave the house. Part of me would have been happy to stay home and recoil inward.
But... that wasn't an option.
I'm so glad I put away my misgivings. I'm so glad I put on a smile and went.
What release it gave to be with others. To LIVE life. To realize that our 'new' normal isn't much different than our 'old' normal.
Just a few more steps and bit more calculating.