I know it has been long time since I blogged. June and July have been busy. The first part of June, I had quite a bit of breathing problems, coughing and wheezing. We here in Florida were having the hottest June on record. Mom (my MIL) had the house except for my room at 80 t0 100 degrees. She was very cold. I saw a couple of Doctors and they believe it is my lungs or bronchials and that I should see a pulmonary doctor. In the mean time Mom became very ill very quickly. Mom ended up in the ER and then in the hospital for eight days. Pneumonia according to the xrays there was only minimal improvement and then looking back at previous xrays...seeing the area had a small spot before and was now larger they decided to have a lung biopsy. We are still waiting for the results. We believe everything is good with her lungs though because the doctor said her lungs looked very healthy and the area in question looked like it was only scarring. Anyway Mom and I both now have a pulmonary doctor and the entire house is being kept cooler and dryer for both of us to breathe easier. Mom is recovering strength wise very well, however her memory is very confused and the dementia is getting worse daily.
Some may say how can this posting be called Joys of Life. Simple put the Lord has shown me so many things through hardships HE has had us go through. One of these, this time is that when we see no purpose to our lives. It is probably when it is the most purposeful. Mom for a long time has wanted the Lord to take her home and has felt there was no reason or purpose for her living. While reading Bible at the hospital we read I Thes 5:14
Now we exhort you breathern, warn them that are unruley, comfort the feebleminded, support the weak, be patient toward all men.
Putting this together with the scripture in I Corin 12 talking about the body of Christ and especially 22-23
Nay, much more those members of the body, which seem to be more feeble, are necessary: And those members of the body, which we think to be less honourable, upon these we bestow more abundant honour; and our uncomely parts have more abundant comeliness.
People in general look at the help and support as being the important part. Mom life although feebleminded and weak is the more important part. I count it joy and a privilege to help and support her.
Another Joy is that the Lord showed me that he gives me exactly what I need at the time I need it.
One night while lifting mom out of bed. I laughed. God pointed that out to me. Here I was hugging her, picking up her back and turning her legs out of bed, my body over hers, so that she could go potty. A couple of months ago, before my surgery, I couldn't even get myself out of my own bed without peeing myself. God is good.
I guess that is all for now. I'll blog later about my sewing and quilting.