Floyd is doing good this week. His eyes have been clear, and he has been alert off and on. His upper body strength is getting better too, and he tries to pull himself up quite a bit. He still struggles with coughing up phlegm, and we continue to pray that it will ease up.
The doctor and therapists have said that they are seeing improvement, which is so encouraging!
Two sweet friends came today and gave Floyd a haircut. I'm so grateful for their kind service! He was beginning to look like he was back in his hippie days. His hair was getting so long. Now he looks dashing again! :)
In the early weeks of this unexpected journey we are on, my right thumb got caught in our security door. I was opening the door and our dog, Sossy, was in a hurry to get through it. She pushed on the door, and my thumb got caught in it. It was quite painful, and my whole nail turned black.
I'm a very "down to earth" person, and I find it's often the simple, little, every-day things in life that "speak" to me. That has been the case with my injured thumb. I know it can sound a little crazy, but I love how God speaks to me in simple, crazy kinds of ways. :)
It's about 4 months since my injury, and my nail is about half way grown out. Watching the slow growth, and seeing the blackness slowly disappear, has reminded me daily that healing sometimes takes time. You can't rush the process. My nail has looked ugly - I often find people staring at it when I'm talking to them. But there's nothing I can do about it.
I know my nail will heal. It looks like it will take about 7 - 8 months. And, in the meantime, it's not very pretty. Floyd's healing isn't coming quickly, and the suffering he's going through isn't pleasant to watch. But I'm trusting that the healing will come in God's perfect timing. He knows how much time is needed for the process.
People keep asking me how I'm doing. Some say they pray for me more than they pray for Floyd. I hope not, but I'm very grateful for those prayers. I must confess that some days I wake up wondering how I'll make it through the day. This journey has been long, and I do get weary. But I try to make it one-day-at-a-time, the grace has been there each day. God has been very faithful in sustaining me.
I read a quote recently: "Sometimes, the happiest people have had the hardest lives, but they choose to be happy because they want to make a good life. It takes a strong person to be joyful and to be kind." When this unexpected journey began, I told the Lord I wanted to keep my focus on Him - that, whatever happened, I didn't want to be angry, bitter, or motivated in a negative way by the pain. I asked Him to help me!
In Nehemiah 8:10 it says: "the joy of the Lord is your strength." I have certainly found that to be true! But we sometimes miss, as one friend pointed out to me, the first part of that verse. "Do not sorrow." There are, of course, times for sorrow and sadness......but we can't stay there or it destroys us. I have cried lots of tears, but then I've turned my eyes to Him for the inner joy that I need to make it through. He has been my strength!! His loving care has put a deep inner joy in my spirit. How thankful I am for that joy from Him that is truly my strength each day.
I long for this journey to come to an end, and for Floyd to be healed. But I have trust and confidence that the Lord will help me, day by day, to keep going until His plans and purposes are accomplished. He is faithful!
Often the joy comes as we rejoice and worship Him.......as we wait in His presence for His enabling grace......as we meditate on the truth of His word and His promises to us. Choosing to rejoice and walk in His joy before we see the breakthroughs we trust Him for takes faith. I'm asking the Lord for that kind of faith!
I was thanking the Lord today for all the lessons He's teaching me on this unexpected journey. The tender lessons have made this a rich time in spite of the pain. Only God can bring sweet goodness out of bitter pain. How awesome He is!
Someone has encouraged me to bury my anxieties in His "mighty bear hug of assurance." I thought of that today amidst all my concerns for Floyd. I'm glad He has broad shoulders that I can lean on!
"Pile your troubles on God's shoulders - He'll carry your load, and He'll help you out. He'll never let good people topple into ruin." Psalm 55:22 - The Message