It seems as if it has been a month instead of just a week since I have spent much time in blogland. I have missed following along on all the happenings, as I have spent only a few snatches of time here and there reading, but I know you all know where I've been at.
What a week it has been. I couldn't begin to tell all the emotions I have been going through, or really all that has been involved. Possibly if all we had to deal with had been all the usual things that surround the death of a loved one it would have been a little easier, but it seems as if my family (meaning my brothers and sisters) never does anything easy. Honestly you wouldn't believe all that has gone wrong. I'd love to say that I have handled everything with grace and dignity and strength and wisdom, but sadly it just wouldn't be true. Let's just say, with God's strength I have gotten through each day, but have fallen short more than once. I don't really want to go into detail as they are really just too private, but know that I would love nothing more than to pour my heart out here. But as I was doing my morning devotions today I felt the Lord reminding me to dwell instead on what has gone right, where I have felt and seen His presence and mercy, and what there is to be thankful for. In doing so I have again been reminded that my dependency on Him is not only what He desires, but the ONLY way I manage at all. I love that He looks for persistence, and not perfection, because goodness knows I always fall short. I love that I can count on Him. He NEVER leaves me or forsakes me. The storms of life can rage around me and yet I can feel His presence, His mercy, His love and His forgiveness.
We have most of the details all set for the funeral (though I prefer to think of it as a celebration of his life) this Friday. My hubby and I worked non-stop for the last two full days and have almost everything in place and cleared out for my mother to move in. It is amazing how much we accumulate over time, and how much of it we can really live without. I have emptied out a bedroom and a bathroom from my mom and I actually think my new place I have found for my sewing machine (and accompaning gear) will work out even better than where it's been. The light will be better that's for sure. I will show you pictures of things later. I also moved a chair out of our family room to make room for hers, (she has a chair she is soo comfortable in and can't bear to leave behind) and moved it into our bedroom, which again I have ended up really liking. Her chair is a pretty shade of green, and I am hoping and thinking it will fit and look just fine where I have found for it. If not, oh well I guess. Much more important she is comfortable. It's funny because before we moved here I could have accommodated moving my mother in without moving much or thinking much about it. Our house was so big and with all the kids gone there were a couple of empty bedrooms in addition to a bedroom set aside for my grandkids when they visit. But now that we have moved into the 2 bedroom it has created quite the challenge. But it is the old...it is what it is....and I need to quit remembering and saying how it used to be, haha.
Melody and Mike and baby Sam are coming for the service though they will only be here a very brief while. They arrive at 7 on Thursday night, and will leave on Saturday morning. I am trying not to whine about the short time as I am soo grateful they are coming at all. All I can say is I NEED my girl, and I want to hold and kiss baby Sam soo badly. Mel and Sam will come later in the summer and stay for longer, so I will look forward to that. HOWEVER Melody called this morning and the baby is running a temperature. She already had an appointment for his 9 month old well baby check this morning so the doc has checked him over. He can't find anything wrong with him so he thinks it is just a little bug. It is the first time the baby has run a temp., and Melody is like any other first time mom and is somewhat concerned about it all. Soo hard when they can't tell you what is wrong. He is always soo happy and busy and he is just wanting his mama to hold him and is so fussy. PLEASE pray the baby recovers quickly and they are able to come anyway. I know it might seem kind of selfish, but I just want to see them both so much right now.
|HOW CUTE IS THIS LITTLE FACE?|
|Caesarea, where the Holy Spirit fell on the Gentiles. Where Paul waited to be sent to Rome|
I guess I have spent long enough writing this. I have sooo much to do today I need to get busy and begin. My knees are REALLY bothering me as I have been on my legs soo much this last week, and the old arthritis just can't seem to take it. And we won't even open the subject of my tummy. I did see my specialist last week however and all of his tests are complete and basically I am very healthy. My official diagnosis is IBS. Another long story which will have to be told later. In the meantime I am doing the best I can, but wish I could lay it all aside for a day or two so I can get done what must be done. Oh to be young and quick again, haha.
This has more complaining in it than I would like. But my heart is heavy this morning and I guess it kind of shows. My mom is doing OK. Better in some ways than I thought she might, and soo much worse in others. We will trust God to continue to comfort her, and know that time will eventually pass and she will begin to heal.
Hope you are all enjoying your summer. I do love to visit through blogland and here of all your happenings. God bless you all....Debbie