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On a serious note, please pray for a young lady named Jennifer. She was rushed to the hospital for complications with her pregnancy, and I hope that everything is ok. I know how it feels to lose a baby...I lost one in 1993, and the devastation is almost unbearable.
My prayer is that God would allow her baby to live. I prayed that he would choose to let Jennifer give birth at the appropriate time, whenever that may be, and that he would remove all fear and anxiety.
Please pray with me for this young lady, her baby, her Mom, and her entire family.
I made quite a few phone calls this evening, and I was horribly disappointed. Some of the same folks who expect me to pray at a drop of a hat with or for them didn't have any time to pray for this young lady. After hearing the prayer request, one fella wanted to get off the phone because he wanted to get back to his company.
What the heck?!?!?!
God, I am more than a little frustrated right now. I pray that you help me to calm down and to remember that you are in control of everything.
Help me to focus on what's important. For instance:
1.) You are God! You know exactly what you're doing, and I do not need to be "God, Jr."!
2.) You know Jennifer intimately. You were with her as I prayed with her mother and even as I type this now. Thank you for that, Lord.
3.) Your scripture (Psalm 30) that we studied at Bible study this evening says, "Weeping may endureth for a night, but joy cometh in the morning!" That's what I pray, Lord: please allow Jennifer to have peace and joy, regardless of tonight's outcome.
Jesus, I pray that you help Jennifer not to be bitter if this ends tragically. Your word also promises that all things work together for the good of those who love the Lord. I pray that she accepts you as her Lord and Savior (if she hasn't already) and learns to love you more deeply than she ever imagined.
Help her to feel your love flowing over her, especially tonight.
Bless her, Lord! I pray in Jesus' name, amen.
Apparently a man who has attended my church thinks I'm a "babe," and he asked his mother about me. This woman happens to be a friend of mine, and she kindly offered to drive me to and from Bible study this evening.
We've been talking a lot lately, and it turns out that she and I are more alike than I ever thought possible...even down to our eccentric attitudes before we got serious about serving the Lord.
She made me promise that I'd never tell her son that she mentioned anything to me, and I did promise...but there's no harm in mentioning it here, right?
I asked her, "You mean he's not afraid of my kids? I would think men would hesitate to date a woman with two teenage boys." She said, "Nope, he's not afraid at all. In fact, I told him, 'Now you give her some space. She's been through a lot.'"
Then he asked his momma, "Well, how much space does a person need?"
I love it!
Then I asked, "D., do you know how old I am? I'm going to be 38, so I think I might be too old for your son (who is 29 or 30)."
She said, "That don't mean a thing. [insert Alabama twang] Don't worry about it. Let God move; you just be patient. You never know what the Lord has planned for you."
In the meantime, as I wait patiently on the Lord, I can't help but revel in the fact that a cute (and much younger) guy likes my singing voice and thinks I'm a... well, babe!
Ha! Ha!
I ran into a guy friend when my Mom took me to the store yesterday. He has asked a female friend of mine to encourage me to date him and has called several times, but I was hoping something would spark between me and someone else.
It didn't, and it probably never will. The "someone else" is a wonderful friend...nothing romantic has or will happen there, except what I've recklessly allowed to occur in my own heart.
But I'm wasting so much time, aren't I? I shouldn't be so reluctant to date, right? I'm not married anymore, and there's nothing stopping me from simply going to dinner and/or a movie. I've heard that Fireproof is supposed to be great, so I could meet him at the theater on or after the 21st when I'm allowed to drive. [That may sound silly to you, but I have to really trust a man before I'll ride in his car.]
Maybe God has a gift for both us, but I've been too stubborn to envision him - - or anybody other than the one I wanted - - being a romantic interest. I will pray about this today...you can join me!
I'll keep you posted. Perhaps I'll give him a call tonight. :o)
My, oh my, you should see my kitchen door. It is filled with cards from folks who miss me at work or simply wanted to send "Get well!" wishes my way.
Some of them are from people at my church who are constantly checking on me. Others are from coworkers who let me know that they're praying for me. I didn't even know some of them were Christians, but I sure do appreciate their thoughtfulness!
One is from a guy who used to be an enemy. We worked together on a play a few months ago, and our interactions have been nothing but positive lately. I won't lie, though; it took a LOT of prayer on my part to forgive and forget. As much as I hate to admit it, our friction wasn't only his fault. The Lord is softening my heart, and I can honestly say that I like this man now. He's a bit ornery, but he can be sweet when he feels like it. I invited him to a potluck at church next Sunday, and I sincerely hope that he comes so that we can chat a bit more.
I spent at least an hour writing personal thank-you notes to folks who haven't received one yet. I have a horrible feeling, though, that I've forgotten somebody. It's so hard to keep track of every kindness folks have shown me!
I'm feeling much better; the pain is almost completely gone and has been replaced with some numbness and a wee bit of discomfort. I don't even need Advil anymore! :o) Praise God! It may sound silly, but I am REALLY looking forward to driving my car next week! Woo hoo!
What a nice service!
I didn't have to play the keyboard at all because B. had it all under control! :o) (I DO love to play, but it was nice to listen to someone else for a little while.)
His son did the cutest rendition of "Jesus Loves Me" for the offertory, and it's too bad I didn't have my camera!
Maybe I'll be able to go to Bible study on Wednesday too...
I want to be able to walk properly...with good posture that doesn't cause pain.
I want to drive my car.
I never thought I'd say this, but I actually want to go grocery shopping.
Hmph.
Ok, I guess some honesty would be nice. I have discovered, through this healing process since the day of my surgery, that I am an utter control freak when it comes to everything in my own life. Having NO control is slowly driving me insane!
Good news: I just confirmed an invitation for a ride to church tomorrow. Although she isn't feeling well herself, she still offered to take me and the boys. Isn't that sweet?
Perhaps I'll treat them to supper. ;o)
The Super Bowl was awesome, wasn't it?!?!?! Although I will be the first to admit that I don't understand all of the intricacies of the game, I still enjoyed myself thoroughly. My boys didn't even seem to be very irritated because I had too many questions; in fact, they were downright gracious!
I'm feeling better, but I'm still very uncomfortable. THANK YOU, Lord, for healing me slowly but surely.
I'm looking forward to going for walks soon. No, I won't walk outside on the ice, but I need to get out of this house. I've only been incapacitated for 12 days, and I have 4 weeks to go! Man, oh man....I'm starting to feel claustrophobic.
I just re-read an e-mail I sent someone this morning, and it was horrible! I'm not even on meds right now, but I still made a bunch of careless errors. Perhaps I should proofread before I hit "send," eh? :o)
I have more peace this morning than I've had in an awfully long time. I'm so grateful to know God! I'm even more grateful that he's healing me, both from the surgery and from some very old emotional issues. I've been spending a lot of time with the Lord lately (praying, reading my Bible, listening to Him), and I can't begin to explain how he's helping me to accept who I am and what has happened to me.
God likes me, ya'll! Isn't that cool?
Even though I've been couped up in the house for two weeks, I've still had several opportunities to minister to some other folks. Isn't that wonderful? God can use anybody.
My church family has been AMAZING. My fridge is still full, and I haven't had to cook a single meal since I came home from the hospital. I made steaks and potatoes (with Laura's yummy salad on the side) to eat during the Super Bowl, but I didn't have to cook last night. We still have a humungous pot of Melanie's yummy homemade chicken noodle soup and an entire pan of Laura's homemade lasagna.
God, thank you for my friends and family! They bless me every single day! Thank you for a pastor who preaches the truth, even when I'd prefer to be "right" instead of "corrected." I'm not sure why I typed that because I've been behaving lately, but I must need to pray for myself about that anyway. I like having the last word, but the last few conflicts haven't even been confrontational at all; he simply spoke confirmation on stuff you've already told me, God, and I appreciate that.
Please bless my church family in every way this week, Lord. Watch over our young people, and keep them safe from the enemy. Allow me to minister to whomever needs a little reminder of who they are in Christ; better yet, help me to lead someone to your love and comforting Holy Spirit for the very first time. That would be awesome!
Lord, I love you with every ounce of my being (and I have quite a few of them at the moment)! You are so kind, compassionate, and forgiving; help me to be the same. In Jesus name, amen!
