Spring is Coming & Psalm 23

This was last summer….and what I cannot wait for again this year: sunny days!

Spring is coming. It will come. Winter will not last forever. I need to remind myself of that these days! Maybe you too?

In Houston, it is 80 degrees today and so gorgeous – the perfect reminder that spring and summer are coming. As I think back on my fall and winter, I don’t know if I’ve ever been more excited for a new season; lighter, brighter weather, and sunny days.

I totally did not account for the Recovery season. I got through my surgery, got my miracle clearance on November 10, had an insane work event/festival, traveled for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and sat back in January asking myself “What just happened?” and “Why don’t I feel normal?” and “Why didn’t I just bounce right back to my perky self?” (and my body was asking me “Where did Thyroid go and how do we live without her??”)

Just like winter and pain will not last forever, the recovery process will not last forever. Spring will come.

Hosea 6:3 – Let us know; let us press on to know the Lord; His going out is sure as the dawn; He will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth.”

My word for 2016 is RENEWAL. Psalm 23:3 – He renews my life. 

After a miraculous surgery and miraculous clearance from further treatment, I expected to walk right back into everything the very same, but pretty much everything is different! The recovery process is teaching me to have grace with myself and patience with my doctors as they guide me to the right medication. This has been much harder than I expected! A dear mentor of mine told me that I was strong and she had seen me grow in strength. Strong! Strong? No – surely not me! I have never thought of myself as strong. The past two months have made me feel more weak and frail than ever before – I am more tired than I have ever been my whole life (side effect of meds – this won’t last forever!) I realize HOW MUCH I need Jesus for every. single. day. Every decision, every doctor appointment, and every minute.

I’m adjusting slowly – ever so slowly – to my thyroid replacement medication. Spring will come. I will find the right dosage soon. He will guide me to the right doctor and the right medication.

This is a season of reminding myself HE is the Author of Life, not me. HE is the Giver of Good Gifts, not me. HE is the Lifter of My Head, not me. HE is the Source of my Joy, not me (so glad!) HE is the Reason to Sing, not me.

Psalm 23:6 – Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

My lack of posting has been a lack of knowing how to frame this season and tie it with a bow. But I simply can’t! Of this I am sure though: He is STILL my Good, Good Father and His plans and timing and heart is GOOD. Spring will come.

I listen to this song by Big Daddy Weave everyday and I hope it blesses you!

To tell you my story is to tell of Him!

If I told you my story
You would hear hope that wouldn’t let go
If I told you my story
You would hear love that never gave up
If I told you my story
You would hear life but it wasn’t mine

If I should speak then let it be

Of the grace that is greater than all my sin
Of when justice was served and where mercy wins
Of the kindness of Jesus that draws me in
To tell you my story is to tell of Him

If I told you my story
You would hear victory over the enemy
If told you my story
You would hear freedom that was won for me
If I told you my story
You would hear life overcome the grave

If I should speak then let it be

This is my story this is my song praising my Savior all the day long


Mary Grace