Nelson wonders if he’ll be alive long enough to get gray hair, so he asks God for more time. And as always, the purchase of the house is a healthy distraction for an unhealthy young man.
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September 10, 2022
“Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he; I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.” (Isaiah 46:4)
I’ll take it, because lately it didn’t seem like I’d make it into the grey hair period of life at all. This morning, I feel so bad with this neck pain they can’t figure out and general pain in my hips and joints for no good reason. It doesn’t seem like I’m getting better at all. But I’ll take a promise like that.
God will sustain me, he will carry me, then sustain again and rescue me. “For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” (Psalm 30:5)
Thank you Lord for those encouraging verses. Your word is true and strong. You are faithful. Here in these dark, morning times, you feel present. You feel closer than when I feel different in the afternoon. I lean on you to get me through this time.
I have no idea how long this will last. I have no idea if the suffering will end when I die or before that. Sometimes it’s hard not to know how long. I saw a little line written on the wall at the hospital yesterday that said. “Fighting since Sept.2007,” and I thought, wow. You really can fight it out with this stuff.
It’s a death sentence when you get the diagnosis, and then every day is a gift, even though you feel like crap lots of the time. I pray for the strength to fight, Lord. When we are weak, then you show your power and strength.
We are buying a house right now in the midst of this. Thank you for that, Lord. We are still doing things. Thank you that I was able to get a fish tank and set it up and make it beautiful and have Cichlids in it right now that I can look at.
Thank you for little Will, who we are raising right now. Thank you for my power-house wife who takes care of all of us through this ordeal. You give me so much, and I am thankful for each person. Thank you for Ralph and Astrid.
Thank you that Tom agreed to move out of the downstairs apartment. Nov. 1, as I asked. I pray you would bless him in some way for being a nice guy, and that anything that’s been taken from him for being nice would be returned to him without his own effort.
I pray you would introduce yourself to him personally in some way. He seems like such a nice guy when I talked to him yesterday. Thank you for the success I met with yesterday in those areas.
I pray we can find the 1099s on this computer somehow, maybe Annso can find them. I pray we get the loan. Thank you for the call yesterday from Sofie, the broker to help us with it.
Thank you for the introduction from Bates [Klaus] to Mike. Thank you that we have an insurance guy here, and I can get various kinds of insurance here in Minnesota, thanks to [cousin] Luke.
I pray today can be a pain free day and that I can make steps to recover today instead of steps backward. Thank you for the amount of work Annso puts into my recovery. She is a saint and personifies the Proverbs 31 wife and much of the rest of scripture through this time.
Annso proves the vows she took on August 26, 2017, when we married and they said, “through sickness and health, till death do us part” for sure. Thank you for leading me to her and not to anyone else. She is a saint, and we were meant to be together.
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“This is the day the Lord has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it.” (Psalm 118:24)