Tuesday, March 17

Tuesday, March 17 Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Every day is better. One of the biggest problems right now is holding Jeff back from doing too much. He feels better each day and it’s a temptation not to forge ahead of his recuperating body. One day he will use the walker too much and then he can’t sleep well because his ribs and sternum are hurting. Or he will be too active in the wheelchair (out and about) keeping his leg down too much and it begins to throb. He’s only using his pain meds at night if he needs them. He can get into the shower and get clean all over. We BOTH appreciate that! He’s getting a little “stir crazy” which is a good thing. I’m glad he feels good enough to be restless.

Thoughts from me!

As I begin to crawl out of my cave…..well that’s how it felt to me. Not a tunnel, because there didn’t seem to be a light at the end. Definitely a cave, facing the back wall, on my knees (they are bleeding and raw), grimy and dirty, tired and half-sane. Not a pretty picture, but a perfect place to focus on myself and all my trials. Anyway---as I begin to crawl out of my cave, I begin to see things so much more clearly. Sure the burden was heavy for me, lots of responsibility, little rest. BUT he could have had an amputation. He could have brain damage, so that he would never be the same. He could have died………I’m such a weenie. God has spared me so much! Perhaps some of that is to come later and He knew I was not ready yet. I don’t profess to begin to know the mind of God and I hesitate to say “God was good to me.” by not allowing more injury and issues. No. God was/is good to me no matter what happens. Hard times are not an absence of God’s goodness. That’s when He demonstrates His goodness to us! I would never choose for myself to have difficult situations. It’s normal human behavior to avoid those things which cause us pain. But as we walk through those times with our Savior, they become GOOD times. He is a good and loving God and He displays that love to me when I need it most.