Because There is something really important I want you to know about.
My team so to speak, apart from the Lord, is made up of my parents, my brothers and friends here in the states and around the world. The people who every week from my church send a get-well card, which you have no idea how that feels each time it comes in the mail. I know it's a simple thing, but it really means a lot.
Then there is Sophie who is my napping partner and occasionally, my therapist both mentally and physically in that she seems to know in her own little way what I need at that moment. God seems to just know what I need and when I need it and that's exactly why He sends to me in that moment: a card, a dog, a smile from a friend at church, the young girl I met a few years ago who comes from another country, adopted by my pastor and his wife - it’s always just exactly what I need and when I need it, in each particular incident. How does God know me so well?
HE is able to know me that well because He loves me that much. He sent His Son to pay the debt for my sins, if you have no idea what I'm talking about find a Bible and start reading in the section called John. Begin with chapter 3, and verse 16. I have copied it below for you. If you have trouble understanding what it's talking about, find one of your friends who you are sure is a Christian and they can likely explain it to you. Or you can always, of course, just read it. God has a way of helping us humans to make sense of things we might not normally understand.
Here are the basics. It started with the sin of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden at the beginning of time. Because God loves humans like you and me so very much that several years later, God sent His Son, Jesus, to be born, live and do some miracles while on this earth, then, eventually die, for the sins of everyone in this world, past, present and future, including millions of people whom I have never nor will ever meet, from so many countries. If you get nothing else from any of these posts, please get this: God loves you and me enough to let this world crucify His only Son on a horrible cross many years ago.
Now I know what I have been talking about is not politically correct. However, it isn’t if I am politically correct or not - it's what I believe and what gets me out of bed when the days get long and hard. So the next time you see me the smile may not be on my face. Keep in mind it's not God's fault, it's more likely I'm just having a hard day and have started feeling sorry for myself in the face of this battle I face one day. So, hang in there with me while I share something of a prayer request I need you to pray with me about. We're talking to Almighty God about it.
If you get nothing else from these blogs. Get this, God loves all of us so much. He gave up his own Son for you and me to have the opportunity to spend eternity with Him in Heaven, if we choose to. I made that choice when I was 6 years old. You are never too old or in too much trouble with your mistakes in life.
Find someone who could help you find John 3:16 and start reading. It will be the best thing you have read in a while. It can change your life. It has mine. This is how I get up from day to day. It's only by HIS strength and the hope of what comes. Especially after this body says enough and more importantly when God says, it's time to come home. My eternal home is in heaven. That is how I go from one day to the next, despite an occasional melt down, not because I am afraid of the future, maybe it's just more because I may be afraid of the here and now.
It's the only way I can get up morning after morning. It's like today, following a rough night. I should be getting up. Guess I am waiting to see how I can best honor the Lord today.
How about with everything inside of me to just praise Him for a new day of life and breath.
We so often pray for God’s healing in a person’s life. However, what if I can do more for God, walking this path and in His timing, eventually, going “Home to HIM”?
There are certainly days my heart needs to be more lined up with my Creator.
It doesn’t matter my circumstances, God is still good and Loves me,
PRAISES:
Physical/emotional strength for each difficult day.
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 WILL continue to make them as long as my body will stick to it with me.
Physical/emotional strength for each difficult day.
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 WILL continue to make them as long as my body will stick to it with me.
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 and other changes in how my body responds to treatment and changes. 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.
- Next MRI and doctor visit March 15:
Thank you, Father, for another day today and for Your constant emotional/physical/spiritual provisions. I pray my life does honor You today.
Praise Him! again for His safety and for His strength I’m still try that walking thing again soon. I’ll get back to you when I have more to report
NOTE: This is not Debbie giving up, I just want you to know why I send these entries out. My battle is not over until God takes me home at His perfect timing. Until then my battle continues with God’s help, even in the midst of a bad day or moment. So, don’t take my tears as necessarily frustration with God. It may be frustration with my circumstance or it might simply be my annoyance with myself that I don’t serve Him better for all He does for me. This is also an opportunity to share my faith with a much larger group of people than I could have if life had never changed for me. So why write??
Because I can.
Yesu anipenda (probably the first thing I ever learned in Kiswahili – the language used in Kenya, which I grew up with).
- Extra fatigue from medication and other changes in how my body responds to treatment and changes. 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.
- Next MRI and doctor visit March 15:
Thank you, Father, for another day today and for Your constant emotional/physical/spiritual provisions. I pray my life does honor You today.
Praise Him! again for His safety and for His strength I’m still try that walking thing again soon. I’ll get back to you when I have more to report
NOTE: This is not Debbie giving up, I just want you to know why I send these entries out. My battle is not over until God takes me home at His perfect timing. Until then my battle continues with God’s help, even in the midst of a bad day or moment. So, don’t take my tears as necessarily frustration with God. It may be frustration with my circumstance or it might simply be my annoyance with myself that I don’t serve Him better for all He does for me. This is also an opportunity to share my faith with a much larger group of people than I could have if life had never changed for me. So why write??
Because I can.
Yesu anipenda (probably the first thing I ever learned in Kiswahili – the language used in Kenya, which I grew up with).
Here’s a song that is a group of kids singing the above-mentioned song and I thought they did a fantastic job singing what this blog is all about. It’s one of the first songs, I think I ever remember learning in English and Kiswahili. I thought this group did a fantastic job and, perhaps it also could take you back to younger days when you might have been part of a children’s program at church/school.
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