I've been thinking,...parenting is hard. Parenting a child adopted as a toddler is even harder. Parenting a child adopted as a toddler while being in a wheelchair, limited use of my right side and everything shaky is harder still. I say that not to throw myself a pity party, I say it because even in the midst of that I can still be joyful.
How? Because God created each of us with a different plan. We've been talking in SS about Job. How he was allowed to go through trials to bring God glory. We were each created not for our own comfort, but to simply bring Him glory. He has different plans for each of us, but the same purpose, to bring Him glory.
That brings me peace because I know I am just where He wants me.