There is that voice screaming in our heads, at least mine, saying what I want to say, but am too fearful to, an alter ego who says what he wants when he wants and screw those who get offended. I call him Fritz. This is his blog.
Firstly, I would like to thank everyone who sent us cards and emails regarding Merlin. They were all appreciated greatly.
Here is the Carrie update:
She is still in constant pain, of course, but it isn't as bad as it was on Friday. The doctor relented and prescribed a narcotic pain reliever again and it has really helped Carrie. We were also able to pick up another medicine on Sunday that really helps her as well. So Carrie has been able to sleep again, which is good.
We still need to find a pain doctor or neurosurgeon who will be willing to listen to us and not dismiss us like all the others did so we can find a permanent solution for this problem.
The elders came over last night and prayed over us. While nothing miraculously was healed last night we were encouraged. I suppose feeling up and down is part of life.
We could really use something good to happen in this situation soon. I don't understand why God has planned this route for us, but I promised that I would trust Him, even though I need His help to do so. There is so much proof that He loves us and has sacrificed so much for us that I refuse to believe that He has abandoned us.
For those who I haven't told yet this past week has been absolutely awful. Carrie's doctor has taken her off most of her pain medicine and we were worried at one point that she was going to no longer prescribe pain medication. Starting last Thursday, life started getting bad and it just kept going downhill from there. As I look back over the past week at the string of horrible events that just keep piling on top of each other I am amazed and astonished and I cling to the story of Job.
Carrie is now in constant agony, neither of us are getting any sleep, and there is nothing I can do to make her better.
I repeat to Carrie and myself that God is good, this is going according to His plan and that His plan is good and that we have to continue to have faith and trust and love Him. Somedays I believe it, other days it is harder. I pray the prayer of the father in the Gospels to "help my unbelief".
The elders are coming over tonight to anoint Carrie and pray over her for healing. I keep struggling with the fact that while I know that God can heal her, I just don't believe that He will, and that is why this song keeps running through my head.
Artist: Sufjan Stevens
Title: Casimir Pulaski Day
Album: Illinois
Golden rod and the 4-H stone The things I brought you When I found out you had cancer of the bone
Your father cried on the telephone And he drove his car to the Navy yard Just to prove that he was sorry
In the morning through the window shade When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade I could see what you were reading
Oh the glory that the Lord has made And the complications you could do without When I kissed you on the mouth
Tuesday night at the Bible study We lift our hands and pray over your body But nothing ever happens
I remember at Michael's house In the living room when you kissed my neck And I almost touched your blouse
In the morning at the top of the stairs When your father found out what we did that night And you told me you were scared
Oh the glory when you ran outside With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied And you told me not to follow you
Sunday night when I cleaned the house I find the card where you wrote it out With the pictures of your mother
On the floor at the great divide With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied I am crying in the bathroom
In the morning when you finally go And the nurse runs in with her head hung low And the cardinal hits the window
In the morning in the winter shade On the first of March on the holiday I thought I saw you breathing
Oh the glory that the Lord has made And the complications when I see His face In the morning in the window
Oh the glory when He took our place But He took my shoulders and He shook my face And He takes and He takes and He takes
These two are my favorites with the squirrel one being my favorite that I actually laughed out loud when i saw it. But the baby and the clown is pretty awesome too. Anyway, here they are:
Email on Evil and Me
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*This is an email that I sent to my brother who had written about some
concerns he had for me. This was originally written in July 2020. *
Glenn,
Here’s y...
A Promise For Thursday
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As I pulled my sleepy self from my comfy bed this morning one of the first
sights that met my eyes was the pile of unfolded laundry towering in my
room and...