I've been overly emotional this Easter weekend. I didn't understand why. This was going beyond my normal "I'm a Christian and this weekend is the very reason I can be saved" emotions. Where were the sudden tears coming from? I didn't even feel them building up. Why? A gentle reminder of how far I've come in the past two months came in the form my Savior's voice. The past two months have been difficult. Looking for a full time job, buying a house, moving, our entire lives being turned upside down. Yeah, that's hard. Then I saw it.... I've been happy. I have peace again. I have regained my joy. I had no idea I was so depressed while being a houseparent. I suspected it, but didn't realize the magnitude. I cried every night for six months straight. The slightest, easy conversation sent me into a tail spin. I felt so deeply the wounds of the young people that I was attempting to help that I suffered from what is known as Secondary Trauma. Se...
Sometimes it's crazy. Sometimes it's calm.