my first blog

the simple child in me is begging to be free again. The simple joys of life no longer seem as potent and the struggles seem so much more obvious. For my own life, I believe in that life of abundance and peace that God has promised me. I am young and full of life, ready to face the future. However, my idealistic heart is held back by the heartbreak I feel over the life of struggle faced by my loving, wonderful, gracious and outstanding parents. My love for them is as strong as their love for me. I can't even explain how much I want happiness and peace for them. I don't know that I can share details at this time but I just felt the need to get a few thoughts out there, asking others to care about my family. We have prayed and prayed, for years and years and still there seems to be no justice. My faith is truly challenged right now and I am trying to find the simple joys in life when everything seems to be so wrong. The injustice of it all is what breaks my heart. How can a good man, a famiily man, a loving committed mother, two people who have fought so hard for their marriage and family still have no reward after all this time? Will I ever understand?