Well, I think spring is finally here with temps in the seventies today. I love springtime. It the time of year when after winter, new life is popping up everywhere around us. This has been an exceptionaly hard one for me. Cold weather makes me more spastic which makes my abilty to move that much harder. My speech has really deteriorated to where no one can understand what I am trying to say. My hand function isn't very good either. I have trouble with gripping things and holding on to stuff. I wish life wouldn't seem so cruel at times but that's not the way it is. Seems unfair that some people seem to go through this life unscathed from suffering and trials but I know God has a plan and purpose for each and everyone of us. I want to be like clay in his hands so he can mold and shape me to what he wants me to be. I know that each day I'm given, brings me one day closer to him.
"He doesn't treat us as our sin derserve, nor pay us back in full for our wrongs." Psalms 103:10
I hope like the spring season, I can experience new life, even when the physical part of me is fading.