I have been sitting here with the computer on my lap and just staring at it.* My coffee has gotten cold...
I want to write, but I don't really know where to start.
This past week has been a bit if a roller coaster...
This past week has seen my mom back in the hospital. Daily calls to family and doctors, texts, bbms, late night conversations have been part of the routine...
It has been 'touch and go' as siblings called with daily updates...
A carry on is always packed...
Regular responsibilities need to be taken care of...
So many of you know what I am writing...
I am heading to be with my mom tomorrow...
*my coffee is getting colder...
I am the oldest...
Expectations...
I LOVE my mom...and dad...and my siblings...
This is new territory for me...
I want to be strong, but find myself weak...but when we are weak, He is strong. I think I am going to be relying on that strength in the next few weeks...
He is Good and Faithful...
He really is. That had been tough for me to say a while back, but, He is...
I read this morning "...You will always face trouble in this life. But more importantly, you will always have Me with you, helping you to handle whatever you encounter. Approach problems with a light touch by viewing them in My revealing light" (Jesus Calling/Nov 15)
...a light touch...when I focus so intensely on the situation that I lose sight of Him...
...when the situation starts to overwhelm (see previous post) my thoughts, I need to bring this it to Him. Talk with Him about it and look at it in the Light of His Presence...allow Him to overshadow...yet see His Light guiding shaky footsteps...
...thanks for letting me ramble...
* coffee is in the microwave being 'nuked'...
2 comments:
Praying for you. We know what it's like to see a parent's health in decline, to get that call: "You'd better come". Praying for strength for each moment.
I was listening to a song on the radio yesterday that kept repeating "I will never be shaken". After a few minutes of hearing it repeated and thinking... "so untrue, we often are... drop the 'I'm such a solid Christian that nothing shakes me' thinking.", I thought that where our comfort is is in the fact that even when we are shaken, God isn't.
I was sitting with a woman on Monday when she was told that her dad was going to pass away, and he did that evening. There is not much to say at that time, besides, "Can I give you a hug?" Wishing I could give you one, too. (If you stopped by here, I'd be glad to!)
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