Rejoice is all circumstances? How can that happen with all that has been going on in my family for months?
“We’re praying for you.”
“Let us know if there is anything we can do.”
“We are lifting you and your family up in prayer.”
Messages from family and friends around the world have comforted us. Hundreds of prayers have lifted us up. In the midst of continuing trials, we have leaned on God.
Some days I wonder how I will make it, but I am given what I need. As I read the passage from 1 Thessalonians, I was reminded to be thankful. When I focused on the blessings, the list grew and grew.
At Alan’s doctor’s office, tears came when the staff learned about my parents’ illnesses. One nurse took my hand and told me she would be praying. The receptionist left her computer, went around the counter, and gave me a hug. What a wonderful Christian witness.
At mother’s rehab facility, one therapist asked how dad was doing. Her eyes told us she really cared. Down the hallway, another worker asked how it was going. When I said that it was hard, tears started again. Instead of hurrying to her job, she stopped and took my hand. Our brief encounter, showed her concern and bolstered my spirit.
A respiratory nurse, who helped revive my dad after his heart attack, made sure she found us to tell us she was praying. Two chaplains from the hospital prayed with my family when the situation with my dad was grave. One was a friend of my brother’s, and the other one had played softball with my dad.
As I waited for the elevator, two volunteers exited with a cart of coffee, tea, and cookies. They made sure to give me the treats and wished me a good day. Their positive attitudes and smiles were contagious.
Holding a cheery, yellow flower, a friend peeked around the corner of our house as I sat on the patio. Her hug and visit helped revive me.
As I searched for blessings, I noticed more and more of them. Mother’s strength is increasing, her appetite improving, and confusion is gone. Dad has been moved to progressive care after a heart attack and two surgical procedures at the latest hospital.
Though still not feeling wonderful, Alan’s cough has lessened, and the sonogram showed no aorta aneurysm.
At home, ducks skimmed the lake. Birds chirped merrily, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves.
Even with numerous trials the past few months, I can rejoice.
Celebrate always, pray constantly, and give thanks to God no matter what circumstances you find yourself in. (This is God’s will for all of you in Jesus the Anointed.) Don’t suppress the Spirit. 1 Thessalonians 5: 16-19 (The Voice)
Heavenly Father, thank you for your blessings and for the trials that make us strong. Amen
