
Two years ago, I was nearing the end of my pregnancy. I was so tired and worn out, never really recovering from the severe
hypermesis that I experienced the first three months of the pregnancy. I would fix breakfast for the children, and then have to lie down to rest. Walking around for a little while around the house exhausted me. I felt quite helpless that summer, really wanting some energy to engage my children with some fun activities, and also feeling guilty for being in the bed most of the time.

I really wondered if I would ever feel better. It seemed like I "wasted" many months in the bed, sick and tired. I felt stuck. Add to that some deep issues I was wrestling with on those long, dark days of morning sickness.

I received the most amazing words of encouragement from
Jewels that I will never forget to this day. How or why she knew to contact me is something I just believe is a God-thing.
Here is a part of it:
Dearest ((Andrea)), I wanted to send off a quick note, to give you a big gentle hug, and let you know that I'm thinking of you and praying for you.....God is holding you especially close (and really dubbing on you :o)....especially so, in the discombobulation, sorrows and confusions, of the hard times....
Jesus loves me, this I know.
And,
Jesus knows me, this I love.
I sobbed and sobbed after that email. For a long time.
And because of Jewel's encouraging words, and her obedience to minister to me, I held on to that tiny hope that this situation I was in was not going to last forever.
That my body would get stronger.
That I would have more strength to take care of my family.
That we would one day have a fun summer.
That God was in control of it all and I must trust Him.



On Saturday we found out that our girls' bus that takes them to
sleep away camp for a week every summer would not be running on that day. I have no idea how or why I missed that little bit of information, but it was looking like we were going to have to drive them four hours to camp the next day.
We decided to make the best of it and make it an adventurous road trip.
My husband made phone calls to see about taking Monday off.
We looked into places to stay Sunday night so we wouldn't have to drive 8 hours in one day.
Maybe in the past I would have been stressed to plan this impromptu trip, but I remembered that summer of me lying in the bed and I remembered this is what I want to do.


Friends, I don't know what situation you are in. I don't know if you are asking God every day if it will ever end. You may be confused, you may be sick, you may be hurting, you may just be struggling with LIFE.
The phrase: "restore what the locusts have eaten" is something that keeps ringing in my head.
You do know your situation or whatever it is you are struggling with will change. God is in the business of changing and growing and giving and loving.
And sometimes that is so very painful, but you do know He will restore.
Because He does that, too.
The threshing floors shall be full of grain;
the vats shall overflow with wine and oil.
I will restore to you the years
that the swarming locust has eaten,
the hopper, the destroyer, and the cutter,
my great army, which I sent among you.
You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied,
and praise the name of the LORD your God,
who has dealt wondrously with you. ~Joel 2:24-25