A Journey Begun

Monday, June 26, 2006

Not On My Own

I have had several people ask about how this past weekend has gone. On the fourth day of my anti-nausea regime, Mark had to go out of town. I was rather nervous, and for the sake of the safety of the girls, I was very open in asking for assistance. Everything went well. In fact, I felt really well this time, with only minor "ick" feelings. I do confess to going and laying down during the sermon on Sunday morning---I just bottomed-out. But, other than that, and now that I am past that, I am doing well.

I WAS really apprehensive about this time in which Mark was gone. But, as seems to be true to my experience thus far, I found that God provided above and beyond for my care. I had a friend come spend the day (x 2); another friend spend the night (x 2); two friends surprised me and came and cleaned my house; my mother-n-law called consistantly to check in; and today, yet another friend watched the girls while I ran to Walmart (so much easier minus 2!). I am amazed, and yet I am learning I should not be, as I watch God take care of my needs.

As I told my friends who surprised me with house cleaning, they--and this experience--gives me courage. It sounds odd, even to me, why someone cleaning my tub makes me feel like I can be brave about my journey, especially as I await the question and answer about further surgery. But, it does. To encourage...to enable courage? Yes. I didn't consult Webster, but in my book, it's true.

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