It has been hard here, lately.
DD23 came to town last week. She was supposed to pack up her remaining household goods and her 2 cats, get her car fixed and drive home. Instead, as soon as she left town, her husband did something truly stupid, so she had to turn around and fly back as soon as she could. There’s a mess there, and only time will tell what the outcome will be. God knows. It is in His hands.
My prayer life is deepening; hard not to, there are so many people and things to pray for. Several people have cancer, pets are ill or missing, people need jobs.
DD28 is sick again. She tried not to use her asthma medicine so much that she became vulnerable. Once allergy season came, she couldn’t stand up to it and went into an asthma flare and developed bronchitis. She is still going to school, and doing well, but she’s had so little work that she can barely pay her car payment and insurance, birth control and gas. We help her as much as we can, but we are stretched thin ourselves, thanks to rising gas and food costs.
My asthma is flaring, too. Praise the Lord I had a stockpile of my meds. My legs are another matter. I have a doctor’s appointment Thursday to discuss several things. Like physical therapy for my hip, so I can walk; like lymphatic therapy so I can walk and try to buy shoes. If I could at least walk, I could get some exercise.
DD21 stopped nursing Spud, the Sock Monkey. It broke my heart. I don’t think he’s happy on the formula. He only gained 2 ounces between visits this time. I babysat him for a few hours one day; he kept rooting for the breast. She’s getting a Mereina tomorrow. Her BabyDaddy has made no move toward a divorce, or finding them an apartment of their own. She herself doesn’t look good.
But you know what? God knows all about it. Just like He knows about Alabama, and Joplin, and the floods, and the tsunami and radiation. I do not begin to know His mind. But I do know that He cares. He cares enough that He sent His Son. To whom I pray daily.
Pleaser have mercy, O Lord.
Please make a way for DD28 to pay her bills.
Please do whatever it takes to bring my daughters back to Yourself.
Please save the souls of these men they love. Help them to man-up and do the right thing.
Please comfort all those who grieve.
Wipe out every cancer cell from the bodies afflicted.
Please take care of all the lost and ill dogs and cats, especially those of my friends, and my own precious Little Bit.
And I ask Him to hear and answer all these prayers according to His perfect will, that His may be done, not mine. And then I sleep.