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Be Chasing Pain (again)

This morning, we are working hard at getting the pain under control. Mom is on a post surgery pump where every 5 minutes she has to push a pump to get the meds. We are praying for some breakthrough.

The surgery went well, they were able to bypass the current bowel obstruction. The cancer mass is quite large.

I will try to write more later as I process the information from the surgeon. I didn’t want to leave you hanging. You are holding us up in prayer. You are helping us walk, stay focused on mom/dad/ and keeping me upright.

“Though we walk through the valley, we have no fear!”. My summary of Psalm 23.

Mom has been so thirsty the last few days. She is not able to drink water yet, but she is enjoying some ice chips.

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Mom and dad hanging together.

My sister has sent a Christmas present each day til Christmas. These are the highlights of mom’s day.

Here is today’s gift (Mom even got up the energy to say cheese for the photo!):

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She is such a strong, thoughtful, determined woman! Love you Mama!

Be Taking It One. Day. At. A. Time.

A storm is brewing around me.

A tornado hovering off in the distance.

What path will it take?

Will it sweep me up too?

A physical tornado almost hits a friend’s home.

A friend’s dog gets lost in a forest during a thunder storm. Thankfully, she was found.

My mother has a mass in her abdomen. Thankfully that has been found.

Our house is mid-renovation and it is hard to see through the dust.

A pool contractor has been lying to both my husband and I over and over and over again.

Our deck area sits in disaster for over a month because of this contractor.

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The storm swirls around me, but hasn’t touched down yet.

I lay on my face and endure.

I get on my knees and pray.

I rest in my Father’s arms and ask for His guidance and help.

He alone knows my weaknesses and my strengths.

He alone has a plan for my life and wants me to prosper.

He alone is God.

I. Take. It. One. Day. Moment. At. A. Time.

YET, my storms compares nothing to Istanbul or Israel or even the poverty I see on our downtown streets.

I. Take. It. One. Day. Moment. At. A. Time.