I want to write about Bella Girl being a flower girl this weekend and how lovely it all was. I want to write about how today is our two year anniversary for our house and how grateful we are. I want to write about how wonderful my parents are, staying with us and caring for us. I want to write about how blown away we are by all the love and cards and books and gifts and encouragement from you…
But instead, y’all, I am writing to tell you of more setbacks.
I’ve had increased pain, fever and some vomiting today. A very quick and vicious onset. The nurse paged my doctor who said it’s not uncommon for those kinds of symptoms to fluctuate off and on for a while for my kind of operation.
If the pain, fever or vomiting increases, I’m to call in and they will decide what to do.
Just begging for prayers… for continued mercy from God that these symptoms would dissipate and I would just get better.
Ya’ll I just want to get better… I really thought I was. I want to spend the last three weeks of my summer with my children enjoying simple summer fun. (As a side note, he said it wasn’t an effect of being up and around for the wedding this weekend… it just happens sometimes with major surgery. Comes and goes like this.)
Abraham called the place where he willingly offered his son to God, “the Lord will provide.”
I am calling out this truth today.
And begging for provision and patience. I long to be still in my Father’s Hand and since my Father’s hand holds it all, then mustn’t I be still in all things?
And it will be said in that day, “Behold, this is our God for whom we have waited that He might save us. This is the LORD for whom we have waited; Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.” (Isaiah 25:9)