Nelson has accepted the hard fact that he can’t physically work hard on the house they’re about to move into but has to let others do it for him. It’s a humbling that doesn’t come easy.
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November 12, 2022
Thank you Lord for the first little accumulation of snow this morning when I opened up the shutters.
Thankful for the progress on the house, for the helpers that come from everywhere to lend a hand to us.
I’m thankful I was able to put that lung catheter placement behind me yesterday. Thank you that it went well and everything panned out.
November 14, 2022
Got the big scans tomorrow, which will show where we’re at with the chemo, and tell us if the cancer is still responding well to the treatment or not. There’s this weird swelling in my ankles and wrists that seems to be new.
Annso is worried about it and rightfully so. I just look at it like, “If God wants me to live, I’ll live through all these little trials along the way, and if not, I won’t. No amount of my trying to change anything will change the outcome.”
I honestly think I’ll live through it, but I don’t know how long ultimately I’ll last, just that I’ll be around for a while longer. Would he really bring me this far and do all this just to have me die now?
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We closed on the house that we’re moving into the day after tomorrow, been fixing it up a little bit. It needs a lot, but we set the line and go only that far. It’s hard for me to work on it only about 30 minutes a day and let the other guys do it all, but it’s the way it is for me.
God is teaching me to lay back and let it all go, just to do what I can. And the “what I can” part for me on this one is to get the house itself, and that I did. But the moving, the painting, hammering and drilling, the stuff I really like to do, others are doing—because I can’t do that stuff for more than a few minutes without getting totally winded and lightheaded.
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“Keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord.” (Romans 12:11)