In this journal entry, Nelson makes reference to being healthy, despite the irritation in his throat and a possible thyroid problem. In anticipating the birth of their baby, both Nelson and Ann Sophie are planning on a home birth. That’s because in Hawaii, Covid is still keeping fathers from delivery rooms or even being with their wives during labor. And they want to be together.

Always looking for guidance from God, Nelson wonders if his nightmares have any significance. So many things are up in the air, but his MO is to remain calm, no matter what.

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March 6, 2022 

I’ve had this sore throat for about 2 weeks now and just found out it probably has to do with my thyroid. Mine is overactive, according to what we got from the blood work I had done yesterday. We’ll see what the doc says about it once he opens his office tomorrow.

Still no baby, and he’s right on course with mine and Annso’s overdue births. I’m sure things will work out fine, even though we don’t see Dr. Sira anymore because he is mad at us because we are not having a hospital birth. Last time he sent us over there to get some readings that were not necessary.

He’s a great guy and we love him, but we’re determined not to go to a hospital unless we’re sick. The modern trend is to spend your whole life obsessing on your health and even trying to make yourself sick if you’re healthy.

Mom is coming out Wednesday, and I’m sure by that point, we’ll be right on target for the birth. Who knows, maybe she’ll be here when it happens.

I’m scheduled to work for Tim tomorrow, even though the baby could come at anytime. Being ready without being panicked. The Kokua Crew have said to us that we seem relaxed. I want that to be our reputation, so that’s good.

The world is all up in a big manic panic for no reason, spending money, closing things down, giving vaccinations, and generally just mentally ill for no good reason, and I don’t want any part of it. We are healthy and we will live our lives. Period.

On another note, I had pretty much one nightmare after another last night. One where this octopus that came out of a fish tank latched onto my back and I was begging Lars (brother) to get it off me, another where I was eating, again with Lars and Karl (brother and cousin). I went to the bathroom and couldn’t find my way back.

I found Andrew and Berv (cousin and uncle) walking around, and all of a sudden I didn’t have shoes on and had a cordless drill in my hand. Andrew tried to help me get back. It was a bit weird. I do have a great family. I wonder if we will even move back there (near them). Now it doesn’t seem likely, but at least I have this electrician thing, so I would have something to do if we did. That’s a big part of it.

Jimmy has this week and next to preach until he’s done with his internship, when I’ll take over again. Should I drag Annso out of bed to go this morning so we can get Erin to church to lead worship? Or should I just leave it alone and let it do whatever it does? Is it YWAM we are here to serve, or the church, or both?

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”I bless the Lord who gives me counsel. Even at night my heart instructs me.” (Psalm 16:7)