On Tuesday night my neighbor nurse hooked up IV, right there in my bedroom.
From my window curtain rod, a bag hung. How amazing not to be shipped off to a local hospital. A couple of weeks before me, my friend had the same disease and was medievaced to Austrailia by plane. I suppose that could have been me too.
But God chose to graciously restore me this time.
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| My favourite muffins dropped off |
The love from near and afar was extravagent. Prayers promised from an ocean away; donations of food dropped off in our kitchen by colleagues nearby. Chris was weary and the kids maybe a bit confused, but our faithful Father provided. Our gentle Shepherd carried us through.
"They cried out to God during the battle, and He answered their prayer because they trusted in Him." 1 Chronicles 5:20a
Thank you for being like Jesus to me, my family by blood and my family by His blood.
