Nelson acknowledges God as the worker of wonders and miracles, asking for one for himself.
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September 9, 2022
I am so grateful to you, Lord, for bringing me to this place. You have almost done a massive miracle and given us this triplex house, and without any conventional income, you have performed a miracle there. I’m so grateful.
I sit here with all this pain, and I fear what it could mean, and will I end up at the ER again? Will it kill me in a year or two, even though I’m giving it all I’ve got? But you have me in your hand, Lord, even if you kill me, so I’m trying not to be afraid.
It’s up to you if Annso and Will are left without a husband and father. I sure am doing everything I can. I pray you give me more life and at least enough to raise him up and send him off into the world. That would be amazing, to get another 20 years.
You did it for Hezekiah. You can do it for me too. Why not? You have done one miracle after another in my life and saved me plenty of times. Why not one more? I’m only 49. I’m not ready to be done. Amen.
It’s crazy how you can have something hit you like you never imagined and only feared in a distant kind of way, that changes your life (or maybe even ends it) forever. Getting Cancer like I did, totally out of the blue, is a pretty heavy test.
It’s a test not to envy others who are healthy and feel good all day long, who don’t feel tired all the time, who, even at 70 years of age, probably feel better than I do most of the time—who can lift and carry things, walk up stairs as fast as they can handle, and don’t have to worry about winding up going to the ER for any random reason.
You just have to boot those thoughts right when they come to you, and try to persuade yourself that you are worthy of this test and that at some point, it will be over.
5:30 pm
Annso, Astrid, and the Baby Boy are shopping while I work on the house loan application. They want lots of info, 1099s, proof that I didn’t know the seller before this purchase came into existence, and form after form I sign. It’s a lot of work, but Josh told me it was like a part time job, getting his house. I hope it will be worth it in the long run.
I talked to one of the tenants, Tom, and he agreed to be out November 1, which is a great thing for us, meaning we can leave at the end of this lease here at Heritage Manor [apt. complex].
It seems like God is helping us a lot, and it looks like we might actually get the loan, which would mean we will actually buy this house. And that is another miracle for sure. Thank you Lord, in advance for that. I never thought it would be possible for us to buy a house, much less in the condition I am in right now.
It seems like every Friday I am working on something like this loan and then the bankers and lawyers all shut down. It’s funny. Maybe just coincidence. We keep marching forward, signing things and proving other things until this thing is over.
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“You are the God who works wonders. You have made known your might.” (Psalm 77:14)