Lost

Two weeks ago I felt like I was lost.  I didn't know what I was going to do, or where my life was headed.  I didn't even feel like I knew where on the path of life I was so that I could try and plot a course to move forward.  It's been frustrating.  But all of this was swallowed up with a more pressing concern in my life; my Dad.

This past week my life has been consumed with helping my Mom and Dad.  There is something to be said for loosing yourself while serving others.  I have thought little (compared to the weeks prior) of my personal woes.  And it's been great.  We're taught in Matthew 10:39 that "he who loseth his life for my sake shall find it."  I really am grateful to be home with my parents right now.  I'm grateful I can be of service to them, especially after all the service they've given me for the past 30 years.  I'm trying to ask in my morning prayers for opportunities to serve, because then I will be found!

The story of my Dad's fight against "the Deathstar" (or his tumor) is chronicled here: www.davidstumor.blogspot.com