58 BEDTIME STORIES

I am so grateful to first, attend a church where there is such an emphasis on worship, which is evident regularly every Sunday.  This past Sunday, our pastor preached on the Old Testament King David.  Of course, he made mention of the story of, “David and Goliath”.  That brings me to the second thing I am grateful for this week.  That’s a family who placed a strong emphasis on learning from God’s Word.

When I was a little girl and it was time to go to bed, my Dad would spend time reading stories to me, sometimes his own version of classic stories, sometimes teaching me Bible stories like that of David and Goliath.  We would also memorize Bible verses. After I learned some of these stories and verses, I would share my “accomplishments” with my Mom and brothers.  One of my favorites was David and Goliath.  Of course, when I told the story, “Goliath fell down dead and died.”  I’m not sure how I assumed he would be falling down dead, and then die.  Anyway, I’m glad God is still fighting giants for His children, no matter what they may look like.  He’s fighting an awfully big one for me right now and He fights smaller ones on a daily basis.

A passage of Scripture that encouraged me this week has been:

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.

My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.

He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.

The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.

The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.

The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore. – Psalm 121

Now in Florida we don’t lift our eyes to any hills.  But I have seen a few from my travels to other countries and across America.  Of course, this is a view of Mt. Kenya that I often saw growing up.

I had the privilege of hearing the Brooklyn Tabernacle choir sing in New York a few years ago.  Here is one of their songs that also has been an encouragement this week:

PRAISES:

Safety, and strength for each new day.

Lessons God continues to bring my way about Himself, me, others around me and life in general.

**My trips to the stop sign at the end of the road are still “Painfully” slow in many people’s eyes.  However, they are getting better and I continue to make them, although a stray Florida shower soaked us  this week one time.  But it was still a nice walk as were the dry clothes once we got home. Welcome to Florida weather.  You never know when a random shower will pop up.

PRAYER REQUESTS: (I realize I keep posting the same requests, but they are still relevant/needed.  So, I’ll continue posting them, but I’ll try to add a marker if it’s something new.  No promises that I’ll remember to do that every time.)

Extra fatigue from medication.  So please pray for extra strength on a daily basis.

Continued strength to manage the physical strain of some of the treatment and exercises to improve mobility.

Courage to face the unknown and opportunities to show the grace of God through difficult times.

Safety.

Family who are hanging in there with me through this battle.

Wisdom to know my limitations and observe them.

Still working on paperwork for various devices to assist mobility as well as insurance matters.

Next MRI and doctor visit Feb 8.

**Continued progress toward walking to the stop sign and back – I believe it’s helping to build strength and it’s just really nice out, when it’s not raining. :)  There is a reason behind all this walking, perhaps next entry I’ll explain the next step.  It has to do with February 8th.