Successful Surgery

Via email from Tony, their youngest son:

“Dad’s surgery went great and they were able to clip the aneurysm, which was the optimal outcome. He is in the ICU recovery for the night and will then be moved to regular recovery hopefully tomorrow for the next few days. He is in a good bit of pain and has a big headache and sore throat, but he was in good spirits even though tired and there doesn’t seem to be any residual memory loss. Praise God for his goodness and care. I know Mom and Dad appreciate your prayers and would ask for continued prayer for quick recovery and healing.”

A Request for Prayer

Intercession means that we rouse ourselves up to get the mind of Christ about the one for whom we pray.
~Oswald Chambers

There is a man who is loved dearly by our family. There is a man who is loved even more dearly by his family and others. There is a man who is loved most dearly by Christ.

With John’s permission, I am asking, “Would you rouse yourselves up with me and pray for our friend, John, and his family?”

Sunday Selections: If…?

The critical question for our generation—and for every generation—is this: If you could have heaven, with no sickness, and with all the friends you ever had on earth, and all the food you ever liked, and all the leisure activities you ever enjoyed, and all the natural beauties you ever saw, all the physical pleasures you ever tasted, and no human conflict or any natural disasters, could you be satisfied with heaven, if Christ was not there?

from John Piper’s “God Is The Gospel”

Wednesday Worship: Peace

As I have struggled to find some sense out of this new normal, I consistently find myself overwhelmed. I get overwhelmed just going to the grocery store because of the hustle and bustle, the cars on busy roads. I get overwhelmed with how cluttered my house becomes, and I can attest to the fact that cluttered surroundings lead to a cluttered mind. I set foot in church and I am overcome by all the noise, the people rushing to classrooms, weaving my way through crowds. I look at the calendar and wonder how I will do it all (and there’s not much on my calendar these days).

His Perfect Will

The other day while the boys were in their gymnastics class, I sat with my Bella to watch. She spent most of the time curled on my lap lisping childish comments about her brothers. But then a couple of girls on the sidelines caught her eye. They were playing together, running on a line, trying to jump like frogs, and spinning. Oh, the spinning. It was delightful.

“Mommy, can I ask those girls if I can play with them?” Bella asked.

I loved that she wanted to take that step. “Of course, honey.” I encouraged.