Who am I?
Well, someone who didn't really finish the last post. I forgot to write how the appointment with my mother's doctor went. She said my mother needs scans and x-rays so we will be waiting for those tests to be done.
Mom is over the flu, thank God, but has a slight nausea every day now. No matter what we do it won't go away. But she is eating and drinking better, and I pray God will help her through this hard time of waiting.
I am all over the flu now too. I'm still not smoking, and by God's grace won't start again.
One other thing I learned through this illness. Previously, I had been feeling sorry for myself (big surprise) because of my fibromyalgia. But after not being able to get out of bed for days, I'm so thankful for the relative good health that I do have! I mean, I knew things could be worse; everyone knows that. But experiencing "worse" and then going back to your own type of normal is a big deal. It makes you feel grateful.
Who is God?
Someone who helped Mom and I get to the doctor. Someone Mom and I pray to together. Someone to turn to when the way is hard (or easy). Someone who comforts the sick. Someone I trust my life to and the lives of my family. Someone who knows us better than we know ourselves. Someone who is my strength, my spirit and my song.
Well, someone who didn't really finish the last post. I forgot to write how the appointment with my mother's doctor went. She said my mother needs scans and x-rays so we will be waiting for those tests to be done.
Mom is over the flu, thank God, but has a slight nausea every day now. No matter what we do it won't go away. But she is eating and drinking better, and I pray God will help her through this hard time of waiting.
I am all over the flu now too. I'm still not smoking, and by God's grace won't start again.
One other thing I learned through this illness. Previously, I had been feeling sorry for myself (big surprise) because of my fibromyalgia. But after not being able to get out of bed for days, I'm so thankful for the relative good health that I do have! I mean, I knew things could be worse; everyone knows that. But experiencing "worse" and then going back to your own type of normal is a big deal. It makes you feel grateful.
Who is God?
Someone who helped Mom and I get to the doctor. Someone Mom and I pray to together. Someone to turn to when the way is hard (or easy). Someone who comforts the sick. Someone I trust my life to and the lives of my family. Someone who knows us better than we know ourselves. Someone who is my strength, my spirit and my song.
"You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you."
Psalm 139:1-18
