Monthly Archives: December 2008

All Shall Be Well

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Read this today…

“Remember, the growth of a believer is not like a mushroom—but like an oak, which increases slowly indeed—but surely.

Many suns, showers, and frosts, pass upon it before it comes to perfection. And in winter, when it seems to be dead—it is gathering strength at the root.

Be humble, watchful, and diligent in the means, and endeavor to look through all, and fix your eye upon Jesus—and all shall be well. “

—John Newton, Letters of John Newton

I am fixing my eyes on Jesus, Who, as Nat reminded me this afternoon, has already won the battle. Cancer will not win.  Read more... (584 words, estimated 2:20 mins reading time)

God’s Choosing

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“God has more to teach us.” I hear Monica’s voice on the phone. I hear and I know, but everything in me wants to rise up and scream, “I don’t want to be taught anymore! I just want to rest.” I cry as I disclose my heart to her. “I know, friend.” her voice, husky, mingling tears with mine. “That day will come… for us both.”

Yesterday we found out that our van needs a new transmission, and front brakes and a serpentine belt. I sat in silence as Bri shared the news, my mind reeling. You have to be kidding me! This? In the midst of everything else? The new year brings more treatment, more bills, new deductibles. Do we EVER get a break?  Read more... (545 words, estimated 2:11 mins reading time)

Wednesday Worship: Jesus, King Of Angels

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I don’t think there is anything I can add to these words sung by Fernando Ortega on his Christmas Songs CD. It is my prayer, every night for my home, my family, my heart.

Oh, may we wake each day to love Him more and sing of His goodness!

Jesus, King of angels, heaven’s light,
Shine Your face upon this house tonight.
Let no evil come into my dreams;
Light of heaven, keep me in Your peace.

Remind me how You made dark spirits flee,
And spoke Your power to the raging sea.
And spoke Your mercy to a sinful man;
Remind me, Jesus, this is what I am.  Read more... (195 words, estimated 47 secs reading time)

The Angel Returns

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Do y’all remember The Angel In My Room? If not, take a minute and read this post from last year, because…

Who should call me the day before my surgery to see what was happening and where I would be?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And after I was all gowned up and ready to go into surgery, the nurse showed up with a card for me, and who should it be from?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And Friday afternoon while I was in post-op, who should come knocking at my door to visit me?  Read more... (131 words, estimated 31 secs reading time)

Put My Tears In Your Bottle

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It hurts to cry. I found that out the hard way last night. I never knew how many muscles in my neck were ones I used to cry. And trust me, you use a lot more of them than you realize. There are nights when sleep is elusive (no matter how much percocet I am on) and the grief and fear are overwhelming. Last night was one such night.

I have felt those tears resting in my throat for days… that ache that sits just at the base of my neck waiting to erupt.  Read more... (646 words, estimated 2:35 mins reading time)