This post was written on February prior to my husband's release from the hospital. I apologize to my readers for its late coming
Hello World! I am coming to you from the 9th floor of M.D. Anderson Cancer Center. Today I am so filled with joy. My husband is coming home- even if only for a few days he is coming home. I have begun a habit of stopping by the chapel each day and spending a few moments in silent prayer. Before I went in my daughter called me. She has had a bad couple of days. Each time I offer God my praise and thanksgiving for all the blessings he has bestowed on my family. Yes, my husband has cancer. And, things may look bleak, but I am so thankful for all the wonderful things I have in my life. And I want to embrace every wonderful thing God has in store for me. When I am through with my prayer of thanksgiving, I pick up a Bible an thumb through it until I feel the urge to stop. I then read the passage. Today's I turned to the passage where Jesus comes upon a funeral brings a woman's only son back to life. I was hopeful.
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