The Coast

Jason and I took the kids to the coast this weekend. We have had a very hard last couple of weeks. Alysha got into a drunk driving accident and put herself in the hospital. She then spent a week in detention, was released to house arrest and then ran away. she is now back in detention and will be placed in a residential treatment program for six months up in Washington. I know that she is my daughter and I love her very much but she is making life too much to bare. I pray that she gets the help that she needs and finds her inner beauty while in treatment. 

Jason and I have not had a good night sleep in about three weeks, the stress in the house is so thick. Sometimes I do not know how much I can take. God, guides me through everything and he will give me the rest I need if I take refuge in him. He also gave us the beautiful ocean, where we found ourselves at the end of our rope.  Lord please, Take all the pain form my little girl heart and make her whole again. 

This is my beautiful family, I love them more then anything and would go to the ends of the earth for all of them. We have seen so much sadness over the last few years it is time for me to rest, I do feel so weary. 

The Pacific cost is a wonderful place full of beauty and mystery. She is angry and soft, deep and strong, predictable and mysterious.  Watching the children play along the waves with the innocence of not knowing when the last wave would arrive and the security of being on solid dry ground. To us we know that the waves will always continue and somewhere in that prediction you forget where you the ground is. 

As I sat back and watched my children I was also reminded that we all have our own path. And no matter what we choose, mohawk or beanie at the end of the day we are all created by one God and the true God.

 Thank you Quinn, Lu and Henry for giving me simplicity, Thank you Jason for being my rock in the ocean and thank you God for giving me rest when I most need it.