On our last day here in Canada, I requested for Cliff to drive us round the neighborhood we used to live in, when we both suffered some dark days.
Heavily pregnant in the winter, I remember I’d walk an hour every early morning, even if it was snowing or icy.
Most days were gray like this. But I needed that outdoors time in nature.
Listening to John Piper’s @desiringgod podcasts kept me going.
When none of the therapy I received in Canada was working, I told myself, if I can just make it for one more day alive, I can make it back to Singapore after I deliver our 2nd baby.
And if I can make it back home, surely things would be better.
Things definitely got worse before they got better.
But as we drove through my walking path today, tears fell as I felt God tell me, “It’s always going to be okay with Me. That awful chapter has closed, and Canada has many new chapters for your family in the years to come. I am faithful.”
To those of you who are struggling, who are holding on just for another day to get through a rough season, know this-
Bad seasons pass.
It took us 3 years to heal to return to a place of trauma and be able to say, “God, this is a good place.”
If you’re feeling broken, undone and fragmented, remember God is in the business of redemption and restoration.
When you heal, you might look forward to a restorative visit to the very place that once nearly killed you.
Better days are coming, friend.
Don’t give up.