Perspective in Dandelions

Last night, I sat in the back of my van watching Little's soccer practice.  The field was a little overgrown with dandelions that he loved to kick around and watch the pieces float through the air.  It was cool and overcast.  I thought it would rain at any given moment.  It was so peaceful outside and I was tucked away in the back of the van doing homework.  After I finished, I started writing the boys' schedules into my planner.  This always gives me heart palpitations as I realize how many schedules we're dealing with and how many things I might miss.  I started to tear up a few times just from looking at days when I couldn't handle everything.  It is silly the things I cry about...really.  But it is a natural reaction for me.  Some people are quick to anger.  Some people are quick to calm themselves.  I am quick to cry.  About almost everything.

When I got home last night, I sat down at the computer to check on a story I've been following for the past few days.  A friend of a friend.  This family actually had a failed adoption about a year ago that my sister and I had been following as well via their blog.  Once the story unraveled, and their daughter was taken away from them, I could hardly read another word.  I didn't understand the injustice or the pain that they experienced.  And if I didn't think about it, it wouldn't make me cry.  I know that God has been working in the lives of Matt and Molly since the last blog post they wrote regarding Waverly (their daughter), but they have persevered through a time that would bring anyone to their knees. 

Last weekend, Matt suffered a stroke, and the blog has been updated each day in regards to his condition.  It is heartbreaking.  Truly heartbreaking.  My heart hurts for those who are hurting and I cannot imagine what their family is going through.

It takes my simples stresses of baseball schedules and a messy kitchen to a whole new level.  I am blessed beyond measure with a husband and his health.  I am blessed beyond measure with my boys.  I am blessed beyond measure with our home, our cars, our jobs, our food, our health.  I just can't tell you enough how blessed this family is.  And yet...I hurt.  My heart hurts for this family who has been through so much.  So I ask that you join me in praying for Matt, Molly, and their little girl.  Please use this link to read their story and pray for them as they deal with yet another difficult time in their lives.
http://www.wavybel.blogspot.com/

I also ask that you be in prayer for my friends Lacie and Jordan Thome this week as they remember the day Kyrie went to be with Jesus.  It is a difficult time and I know they would appreciate any prayer support you can give.  Lots of wonderful things are happening with the Kyrie Foundation right now and I encourage you to read their story if you haven't already.
http://www.kyriethome.blogspot.com/

Lord, forgive me for being selfish.  Forgive me for thinking the little things in life are enough to bring me down.  They are not.  I am brought to my knees by Matt and Molly's struggles.  I am brought to my knees for Jordan and Lacie.  My heart is aching Lord for those who hurt.  Help me to remember your sacrifice, your love, and the dandelions.  Help me to see your almighty presence in the moments when I feel the most alone and wrap your loving arms around those who need you at this very moment.  Amen.