Let's just keep those good days coming! I have been very faithful to do all that the doctors have instructed, and I have been minding Paul;) This has been very hard for me to lay down all day and night!
I definitely take note of the scriptures that make it clear to all of us that God loves us not for what we do, but because of who He is. He's my dad. I can sit around (I mean lay around) for the rest of my life and God will value me just as much as if I were Billy Graham. I am pretty chatty while on these pain killers though. I say some profound things. Here's one of my favorites: While shreiking in horrible pain waiting for the paramedics/ambulance after calling 911 , I grabbed tightly onto Katie's arm and began to explain the horrors of Hell (which I was certain I was in!)Then, very calmly, I told both of my girls (15 &17) to go out right now to all their friends and neighbors and tell them about Jesus and how He will save them from the pain, agony, crying, and seperation from God, Hell! I have never been so serious in all my life! I felt like God had abandoned me as I lay screaming on that couch. TRUE HELL. Nobody could help me; I was alone. Of course I knew God was there with me. I knew people were praying for me. I knew that the pain would go away with the right medicine. (Yes, it would be very spiritual of me to say that the medicine would be JESUS.) BUT I was thinking more along the lines of morphine...
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