our visits to the hospital have been happy of late.
we watch videos, eat in-season fruit, talk about life, and cheer on baby steps and big strides. yes, my father in law is doing so much better.
some may call it luck.others, the natural course of science and the body at work. but i call it a miracle. and i don’t mean to be blunt, but my father in law was on the brink.
and he came back. and i have seen my fair share of family at this point with no return, or who have suddenly passed with no explanation.
that’s God’s will.
and work at hand. He only needs to say “be”, and it is.
still, we were so scared. but i think hopeful and patient at the same time. is that what faith is? i’m beginning to think so.
i need to continue incorporating this into the fabric of my life.
i worry about work.
and what i’m contributing to the world. a lot. and i more often than not come down on myself for not doing enough. not bringing in enough. not living up to my abilities enough. and then that leads me to question the effects this will have on my kids. and there begins the dance.
and i know that that is not a good way to be. not the routine i want to be in.
so i’m going to remind myself that it will all be ok in the end. to have faith that He is taking care of us.
its funny, i got an email about the concept of tawakkul, or having complete trust in God’s plan, at around this time of flux. and it’s a relieving thing, you know. when you fully give in to His will, every outcome is ok. it just has to be.
المقيت the nourisher.
الوالي the protecting friend.
الرزاق the provider.
but i also know that it takes work to get there. so these are my reminders and maybe they can be yours too as we’re all in this a little bit alone and lot a bit together.