When The Door Slams Shut

Not every season of our life will have a happy ending. And neither will they automatically lead into a chapter which will become a happy ending. Life really doesn't work out like that.

And I should know.

I was talking to a couple of my friends last night, and described my current situation like this:
Sometimes a broken dream is like one glass jar which has fallen and broken in front of your feet, but you can easily navigate around the pieces to avoid wounds or injury. My whole life feels completely broken, and I have multiple broken glass jars around my feet, and no matter what I do, or which way I turn, it's going to hurt even more as I walk over the broken pieces.

While the journey for a baby has been incredibly hard, having the door to this particular dream slam shut in my face is really hard to come to terms with. And at the moment, I have no idea how anything is ever going to work out.

Hubby and I have separated.
I promised God I wouldn't go into any kind of details, but would continue to try to honour him, no matter what, although the human in me just wants to rant and let the world know. But like Jesus was silent before His accusers, I will allow the Lord to work things out according to the good plans He has for me.

I know God has used my difficulties to encourage, inspire and bless some of you who have given me the honour of reading my blog posts, so I have decided to keep the blog alive, instead of deleting it. My feelings, my discoveries, my lessons aren't any less significant because my life has broken, and I believe the Lord will continue to bless people like you through this site. Please feel free to have a read around. I may, blog on occasion because the desire to be a mum hasn't lessened, and this new season presents new challenges, which God can use.

In the meantime, thank you for your prayers.
Shalom.