Happy New Year!

Strange...this year has not taken any time to get used to...you know how it usually takes a week or two to condition yourself to writing the new year? Maybe it's just me, but I always have; this year's different. Was I just ready for it? I look outside and see houses...houses, buildings, cars, businesses; they cover the blocks, and I feel stiffled. All I can think about is Saskatchewan and how open it is!! I miss the fresh, clean air of the northwest; we had snow one morning in December, but I haven't sat in it, rolled it into a snowball or glided down a mountain in 2 years. I miss it.
Healing is never easy, but the time it's taking is unbearable at times; I've found strength growing in my back but my release from physical therapy has brought fear. I don't want to be governed by fear. This morning a shining a light appeared in my dining room...school is starting. My brother calls me a nerd...okay...I'll be a nerd; I love my classes, every one of them. My class this semester was the only one of 27 I wasn't looking forward to, and it's timing is perfect! I'm SO excited to learn and study and write papers that I would probably take any class :) See how my Jesus works...I can't wait to take this course; I may start today :)
I'm so glad my Jesus never sleeps, never stops working FOR me. I came home from working through the holidays, having a house full of wonderful family and then working through final travelers headed home and was burnt out...ready to collapse and happy never to make coffee again...no joke, and that's serious for me. I was tired of smiling and serving people who complained and pushed and frowned at me all day. I spent the evening in my backyard...it was freezing...but the stars, the still, quiet voice of the wind and the vast expanse of the rich, dark sky was like the breath of God breathing into my soul new life and a fresh will to continue. "I look to the mountains, where does my help come from. My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth." Psalm 121:1-2