Some people think that if you’re a Christian you should be able to sail through life, no problems, no bother. Wouldn’t that be nice. Unfortunately it’s not true. We’re all human, we all have trials and problems, we all have up days and down days and we all need a bit of help sometimes.

There is only 6 weeks till Hubby goes away. It’s getting closer and closer and I don’t like it. A few weeks ago he came home from work with a booklet about what to expect prior to detachments and I thought “oh for goodness sake, I don’t need some stupid booklet to tell me I’m going to be a bit anxious because my husband is disappearing for 4 months” but the other day I had a flick through it. It tells you what stages you go through prior to the separation and it’s amazing, you really do, everything they’ve said is exactly what happens.
You go through the denial stage where it’s so far away it’s not worth thinking about, you go through the arguing about stupid stuff stage like if he leaves the toilet seat up one more time I’m going to rip it off and beat him over the head with it, you go through the clingy stage and you go through the weepy stage which is where we’re at, at the moment (well by “we” I mean “me”).

My ma gave me a copy of the Footprints poem which I have framed in the kitchen, I love it, it’s one of favourites but when something is there in front of you every day you hardly ever read it. When you do read it, it really reminds you that God is always with you, even when you don’t realise it.

I think there’s only one set of footprints in my life right now and they sure aint mine!