My little darling's first birthday is approaching in a few weeks and I've been reflecting. I've been lucky enough to catch a glimpse of "miracles I never would have seen from the ground." I remember two years ago--after 3 years of infertility--wondering if I would ever, ever even have a child. My faith was shaken. I'd never really had any reason to doubt-- but at that time I was definitely doubting. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help feeling betrayed. Now I can clearly see that I was not betrayed. I was blessed. I was blessed to have that extra time to experience life without bipolar. I was blessed with extra time to strengthen our marriage. And...I needed that extra time to learn to trust God----to let Him be God.
This song speaks to my soul. My beautiful heartbreaks may not be "as bad" as someone else's, but they are mine. When I watch this clip I'm reminded of my mother's wisdom--she always says that if we all decided to throw our problems into a pile so we could choose different ones we'd all rush back to pick ours back up.
I'm so grateful that every once in a while we get a glimpse of the view we're working toward, and I'm looking forward to seeing what can be seen from the top of the bipolar mountain. :)
