Small Hands and Large Plans

My hands are small... really small, but I'm a small person so they fit me. However his hands are big, they're also nail scarred. I don't mind though cause without those scars he wouldn't have been able to save my life or carry my burdens. I knew when I started down this path with Him that it wouldn't be easy... it's okay though I won't give up cause he's holding my hands helping to steady each step. I look at my hands some days and wonder how hands so small could change the world, but that's when he tells me that it's not about changing the world it's just about reaching out to one more person. I'm lost somewhere among LTD forms, cobra premiums, and a need to understand things. I want to complain but instead he still gives me a reason to rejoice... After about 2 months of having a blind spot in my left eye I'm happy to report that my vision is back! It's a little blurry but when you're starting to compare your troubles to Job's, it's a small victory that I'll take.

In a week I'll be 24... I'm facing many issues that I never thought would cross my path, much less at this age. I started this blog with the full intentions of being honest about every step. I still intend to do that, I just need some time to gather my thoughts.  It doesn't help that my best friend is away training for military purposes but thank God for text messages. <3