I know it may sound silly, but I am so excited that our floor is in, I don’t even care that there’s chaos reigning in every other corner of the RV… one thing at a time… baby steps!

We didn’t get here overnight and it will take every ounce of our strength… and faith in God… to get us out of the hole that Life Interruptus buried us in!

As I sit here in the quiet of the morning, sipping my coffee and rubbing my feet on the new surface covering the floor… I sort of laugh at how different my perspective is now, compared to before our nomadic existence began.

Sacrifices made, obstacles overcome, and a commitment to stay the course has become our daily bread. Had anyone asked me 5 years ago if I could handle even a handful of the things we have faced, I would have laughed in their faces… this girl loves her lotions, perfumes, and pretties… all of which would seem out of place and absurd now, sitting next to boxes, blankets, tools, and two humans climbing over each other while seeking that misplaced roll of paper towels.

I find myself getting rushes of pleasure when watching my plant survive amidst all odds, or finding a pair of socks I had not seen in a month. Suddenly, how I smell or how my skin looks and feels, pales in comparison to whether there is creamer still in the fridge, or discovering that extra roll of toilet paper I didn’t see in the back of the cabinet.

I think that I spent way too many years with a very immature perspective on what was important, or valuable, in the long run.

We humans are such complex creatures… some with the capacity for evil, but most reflect a great capacity to expand and overcome adversity. We are built GOD Tough!

Here is the thing I have been mulling over, as I slide my socks back and forth like a child, just because we all have the same ability to overcome something and find the good… we have to choose to utilize this ability… our perspective can make or break us, in regards to the getting up and getting through.

Hills, Valleys, Mountains, and the Deadlands of life exist for us all… our perspective makes all the difference in how we climb over, travel through, march around or stay the course straight ahead, as we travel on. This is where Mental Chores are so very important for my journey of healing.

It’s pretty simple! I stay as close to God as I possibly can… through my prayer, my study of His word, and walking one day at a time!

I said simple, not easy… The last several years have been some of the most difficult, and yet beautifully life changing, for me personally. For this girl, I find that by walking with a bit more of God’s perspective on things rather than mine, which can be very emotionally fueled, I have begun living rather than just surviving…