This past month has been a weird one in my little world.  Friends and loved ones dealing with biopsies, cancer, death, family dealing with mental health issues,  divorce, grief.  Financial issues all over this world.  Death and sickness here in Nigeria as well as the enormity of the task before us. After 27 years of searching and advocating for missing and exploited children the Wetterling family and the rest of Minnesota knows what happened to Jacob Wetterling.  This lively, lovely 11 year old was kidnapped at gunpoint by a masked man, handcuffed,  molested, shot and buried. This lovely family finally knows where Jacob is, their hope for a live son is gone.  Then I didn’t even mention our choices for President in the United States.  Really?

I was thinking last week, what is this world coming to?  Why the pain, the hurt, the ick!  My little world has always felt very cheery, the good will win, bad guys lose, people truly have goodness deep down inside.  After all, I have worked with pre-schoolers for over 30 years.  My world has crashed, reality has hit, and at 52 years of age I now know that this is not REAL.  My world has not been real.  God reminded me with this song this week why I am having these growing pains.