2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me,
“My grace is sufficient for you,
for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses,
so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
And this straightforward diagnosis has turned into something very complicated.
Yet, even in this, God is sovereign.
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed,
for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
I am thankful for:
Our community who still reaches out. . .everyday
Friends, family, strangers; who call or stop by to see what we need
pies on the table with Davis in a heart
A chicken on the counter for dinner, after a long day at the hospital
(partially eaten because the 14 year has a hole in his leg)
Lori, who has watched my girls so much over the years of mom with cancer and now Gary
Our LORD and Savior who strengthens me with each step
The body of Christ who is lifting us up.I can feel it.
My dream of Elijah this morning before I woke up-the first dream I have had since he went home
The snow this morning on the ground
(even though I haven’t put away the yard things yet. . .ooops)
A warm house because our community gave
We will continue to trust God even through this trial.
I pray in God’s holy name, that even now the cancer would have no hold.
I pray that we are open to the lessons that God would teach us.
Help us in our marriage to communicate and support one another.
Lord, be with our family.
Help us to help our children grieve their brother well and trust that God is in control with their daddy.
Bring Chelsea great peace as she is far away, loving on new life.
Bring her great peace.
So we need the Lord. Oh, how we need him.
As you listen to this song, will you pray for the Philippines, for those that have lost loved ones as we head into the holiday, and pray for those living with illnesses.
We are not alone.
And where God is. . .we are free!
His holiness is Christ in me.
Jesus, you’re my hope and stay.
Sing it and believe it with me.
We serve a mighty God.
May we still be singing when the evening comes. . .