Tuesday, May 08, 2007

It may be Friday, but Sunday's coming...

I have always loved this phrase. And even though I was introduced to it around Easter time several years ago, I have learned over the years to use it anytime I need to especially be aware of the power of God.

Today has been a day of emotion. For anyone who has ever dealt with serious illness in your family, you know these days.

Imagine yourself confined to a 12 x 12 space for 3 months. Family comes and goes, but you have to stay. You "hear" about what's going on outside, but you don't really experience it. You haven't done anything wrong, but it's your own type of prison. You are hooked up to tubes and monitors, which limits your moving about, so you really never get to go anywhere. Add to this the fact that you are not only dealing with your own life, but that of your unborn son.

The constant pain and throwing up has been tamed by the care you are receiving. And then, one day, with little warning, you are released.

Praise God for the sweet reunion with your husband and your precious little boy. Thank the Lord for the shorter distance for visits by friends and family. But, the physical pain, the nausea, they continue. To be more specific, she has lost 11 pounds since she came home. God continues to grow Samuel to be the strong child we know he will be, and He continues to offer His comfort to Christine, but physically, she is just whipped.

Satan wants his own piece of this story and he is undermining her and her feelings relentlessly. I pray continually for God to provide a hedge of protection around her and her baby, Matt, and Jack.

I ask you to continue to stand in the gap with our families as we continue to "storm the heavens" with prayers that only our God can answer.

Isaiah 40 poignantly reminds me of a time several years ago when we laid our broken child at the feet of the Father, and once again, I find myself there.


31 but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.

3 comments:

Delta Dawn said...
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Lynn said...

OH MINDY....I am so sorry that this all has to happen. I pray Tine just continues to be strong and lean on those that love her and her family so. I wish I could take some of the days of sickness for her and I would. I just pray that God just continues to do his watchcare on her and decides when enough is enough. Give everyone the strength they need to get through this dark time. LOVE YOU ALL.

Shelly said...

I know God is sustaining Christine and the rest of you through all of this, but what a nightmare!! I'm just so so sorry that things are so terrible for her. I'm continuing to pray---for all of you. I'm sure there is some comfort in knowing it WILL be over soon. Praying it's sooner than later! Love to you all---