I don't even know how to begin trying to sum up the past month+ of my life. So I'm not even going to try. My hope was that, in the midst of this storm before the calm, I would carry myself well. That I would live worthy of my suffering. That I would honor God and live righteous. I don't think I've fully succeeded in any of those things. But as I read back over the things you were praying for, I can see God clearly in the past month. I see glimpses of His answers to those prayers.

I'm humbled and grateful that you love and care enough to have prayed for me so faithfully. Thank you.

The storm still rages. But I know I'm not alone.

At least most of the time anyway.