Nelson is feeling a little better, which is a huge encouragement for him.
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September 30, 2022
Judy comes over today, which will be nice for Annso. She’s a much more social person than I am, so it’s good she can have friends stop by. Last night she went to small group, which was great for her.
We are getting a network of friends here who are willing to do anything for us to help us in our struggle. It was effortless. All we did was go to church. Thank you for all that, Lord. You sent us a doctor who invited me, and we went. We didn’t shop around or second-guess which church to go to. You led us right away.
Your strong hand, Lord, is so evident in the path here. I am as sure as anything about where we are. The why-part, not so much. Thank you for that, Lord. It’s such a wonderful thing when you lead clearly. Maybe you’re leading clearly all the time, and we just don’t see it. We are so primitive and without much faith, so you are probably much closer than we think.
It’s thrilling to get a house. It’s thrilling to be able to make it what we want it to be on the inside. Thank you for that. You are so kind to let us have the desires of our hearts and to do it in such creative ways. Who would have thought that we would get financing for a house and that it would be a triplex, and in a small town called Rochester, home to the Mayo clinic.
I’m so thankful that I don’t have nausea this morning, that I slept almost clear through the night, and didn’t sweat that much. Thank you that I didn’t need that much Tylenol and that the fevers are seeming to break a little. I don’t know if I could have handled that for 12 weeks straight. That’s pretty much all the way from now until Christmas.
Thank you Lord for having mercy on me. That first morning throwing up in the kitchen reminded me how chemo actually is. Thank you that it’s backed off a bit on the gnarly symptoms.
Thank you that Will slept good from the time Annso left last night until well into the night, so she could attend small group, and I didn’t get overwhelmed here with him. He’s been in one of those “Mom only” phases. I can’t help that much, which is ok for me but makes way more work for her. She’s a saint. She does so much, never complaining.
It’s still dark outside and the temps are getting into the high 30’s at night but still hitting the high 60’s during the day. The leaves are barely changing, which is what we’ve been waiting for. We love it in Rochester, aside from the sickness that brought us here.
I’m so thankful for all the doors you have kicked open for us, Lord. I mentioned the church. No struggle there. The apartment couldn’t be more perfect for the 6 months we’ve been here so far. The Honda Pilot you led us to and even the Civic for Ralph and Astrid.
I find that writing down the things you have done, Lord, opens my eyes to more things you have done, and your presence is easier to see. Gratitude. It’s a simple thing, but it’s strongly in the heart of a human to complain and grumble. I like the Hawaiian sticker I saw the other day. “Stay humble, no grumble,” or something like that.
(To be continued…)
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“With the humble is wisdom.” (Proverbs 11:2)