What a week!

This has been a tough one. Mark has been gone on his 8th mission trip to Nicaragua. Normally I don't give it another thought, I just go into "survival" mode and the kids and I get things done. This week we've been tested- all of us. I've talked to Mark a few times and he's said the trip has certainly been full of blessings, but also trials. You know it's true- the more good you have in your heart, the more you are challenged. Everyone around me here at home has been tested too- depression, exhaustion, mechanical failures. I don't know if they're dealing with their own battles or if the enemy has been on them because of their importance to me. These are all people I love (including Mark) so I have to wonder if this attack is meant for me. Thankfully my girls are what many refer to as "prayer warriors," so that has helped us all keep our cool. But boy, I sure could use a break!
Tonight Mark comes home. It will be good to hear of his trip. Mostly though, I'm looking for a good night's sleep!