God blessed me with the most wonderful, loving and supportive husband, Ollie, who simply asks me each day when he will see me. That relieves me of so much pressure and allows me to be where he and I know I need to be right now.
Mother often concerns herself that I am not attending to other things, other than her and Daddy. I reassure her that I am doing what I want to do, to be there for her and Dad. I found this verse in my Simple Prayers for Women that sums up how I feel..."I want to walk in a way that is worthy of the calling with which I was called, with all humility and meekness and patience." Ephesians 4:1-2
There is no doubt in my mind that my life's journey brought me to this calling. I feel so honored to show my parents and God my gratitude in being blessed with them as parents and with the ability to be with them now. Some time ago I asked God to show me His intentions for me, and He answered my prayer. "Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known." Jeremiah 33:3 I will never be more grateful than for this precious and intimate time that I have had with Mom and Dad! Each of us kids does what we can and as much as we can, when we can. Our lives are all of different tracks. It just so happens that mine allows me a different schedule than theirs. I am so thankful to God and Ollie for that!
This week Mom's pain has been more gentle on her. She has swelling from her toes to the backs of her knees, but doesn't seem to have much discomfort with that. She says sometimes her feet feel like bricks, but more from numbness than discomfort. She is resting fairly well and is able to do a few things like make her bowl of Malto-Meal or make Dad's flat enchiladas! We all remain in awe of her spirit, patience and enduring strength!
Dad went with me to Wal-Mart yesterday! He likes go with me or Jean every once in a while! Once we got there, I realized his mission! He wanted to pick out some toiletries, mouth wash, etc! It continues to knock me to my knees when I realize the cross he bares. He cannot tell us his needs, nor can he write them. We have gotten pretty good about knowing what he wants to talk about of what he needs, but it still chokes me to think of how patient he has to be every minute of every day.
There is a website I found in my research for the blog. I copied this message from makesmewannaholler.com. I am not intending in any way to infringe on their copyright. I simply felt as if it delivered a powerful message and wanted it in my blog.
"We complain about the cross we bear but don't realize it is preparing us for the dip in the road that we cannot see."
Amen!
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