Later, as I reflected on my Pastor's question, I thought about the many times in which I've learned lessons through trial and hardships and how those lessons have tended to stick better than what I've learned in other ways.
For instance, I'm an extremely
DH has taken over all household chores. Not sure where you've lived but that's just not how I was brought up. Not that it's wrong to share those chores but for him to be doing it all just hasn't felt right. He's cooked some but fortunately we have been overwhelmingly blessed by an outpouring of meals from family and friends which means yet another swallow of my pride-full self. In the past, I've been the one taking meals to others and now I am the one in need. DH also has to help me get in and out of the shower. That's a humbling experience if there ever was one. :(
Yesterday a couple of "quilty" friends came and cut out fabric for two quilts for me so in a couple of weeks when I can get up for a few minutes at a time, I can sit at my sewing machine and sew and not have to stand for a couple of hours to cut first. That was an extremely tough one to accept since it's not a necessity. But these two ladies knew how much it would mean to me to have that done.
And then they vacuumed for me afterwards too yet! Yikes, someone else was cleaning my house! That's another tough one.
When all is said and done and I am back on my feet, my prayer is that none of this hurt was wasted and that I'll continually remember what I've learned and how I've grown realizing the love of my Savior and who He has placed in our paths as our family and friends and truly "get it" and understand the blessings they are to our lives as well as paving the way to a less self-reliant Lori in the future.