I've Gotta Get Through This...

Last week was crazy.
Monday: I ran 45 minutes...milestone for me, although hopefully it was more than just one mile...watch out... I am hilarious.

Tuesday: Jeremiah woke up with a fever of 100.4 so I could not take him to his class which means I couldn't work in the office. So, the Bear and I went to Grammy's house so I could get some work done and still be close to the school to pick up Riley. When Jer woke up from a short nap his temp was 105.3. I immediately got in the car to go to the Dr. of course it was 11:59 so they were about to close until 1:30. They said either go to the emergency room or we will see you at 1:30. Since I had to drive all the way to Newnan from Fayetteville and stop by my house to pick up infant tylonol and since Jer had no other symptoms besides fever I went to the Doctors office. They did all of the usual test and his fever kept going down so they sent us home. Mystery virus. So I went to the Kid's week Kickoff dinner at the church in Peachtree City that night. Missed multiple calls from the husband, which I got in trouble for, but completely deserved. Jer was breathing hard and his fever was still high. I met him at the ER once and once again...high fever...nothing else wrong! Which in a way is good because it is nothing too serious, but sometimes it is nice to KNOW what is causing the fever. Got home late.

Wednesday: In the morning go back to church do some work, go home, get Riley ready, go back to church with Riley. Jon and Jer stayed home because Jer still had a fever, so guess who gets to teach Jon's 1st-3rd grade discipleship class because Jon can't be there? So I combine Jon's class with my class (4th and 5th grade discipleship). I had 26 1-5th graders in a tiny room for 45 minutes...I was sweating and I use clinical strength secret people! It was crazy and frustrating and humbling all balled up into 45 minutes.

Thursday: Jon had an interview in Atlanta. So I had Jeremiah while I needed to get work done...he is still running a fever. Jon gets back from Atlanta...we go to the Church (I know you are thinking...wow they must be Godly people because they go to Church everyday...well...nope) to make a video to use in Praise Place on Sunday morning (which I am leading for all of the kids).

Friday: I ran 45 minutes again. That's all I remember about that day.

Jeremiah is well now. Riley has some sort of stomach virus. I have been praying for healing for my family. It seems as though someone is always sick.

So I sit down to write about the week in my journal...it looks similar to what you read and then I proceed to thank God for "getting me through it". I broke my own heart with my own words.

Never do I ever want to get through weeks anymore. I want to see God move in work in all situations of my life. What is the point of it all if I can't do that. Do I really trust God? How can I say I believe and trust in God if I just get through things.

I will extol the Lord at all times;
his praise will always be on my lips.
My soul will boast in the Lord;
let the afflicted hear and rejoice.
Glorify the Lord with me;
let us exalt his name together.
Psalm 34:1-2

Jon and I were talking last night about how Christianity is like a huge mountain with God at the top. We don't want to hang out in the parking lot and worship God from way down there. We want to climb the mountain and get closer to God every day. Some days we will fall and some days the road will be very steep, but other days we will sit and look out at the breathtaking view and we will hear God's voice more clearly as we get closer to him.