The month of March has been unbelievable. Robin got a phone call on the 5th from a hospital in Tampa with news that her father was sick with pneumonia and in intensive care. She left the next day with Caleb to go be with her father. The prognosis wasn’t good at all. Due to his weak heart, he was struggling to get enough oxygen through his lungs. I got down there on the next Tuesday and he passed away Wednesday night. We spent the next week cleaning out his apartment and getting his affairs in order. I had to come back home and go back to work. I left the next Sunday and crinkled up the hood and fender on the Miata on the way home; not my fault, but another hurdle, nonetheless. I got home to find out Andie had to go to the doctor because she was bleeding internally and having severe stomach pains. Thankfully, the doctor saw nothing major and prescribed medicine for what he thought was all related to stress, which is understandable as she is graduating this year, picking a college, turning 18, worried about where her boyfriend might go to school, etc. Way too much stress for someone so young.
God has a way of making an incredible journey (race if you will) out of all the hurdles. Although I can’t see it yet, I am excited to find out how it will turn out. This is Easter Sunday. I can’t even fathom how the disciples felt when they realized Jesus had risen from the grave. What a journey they had with the last days of Jesus on earth and how they watched Him die the horrible and humiliating death, only to find out that He did exactly what He said, exactly what everyone thought He was a lunatic for saying! How blessed we are to be loved by Jesus and how merciful and gracious He is for loving us.