That’s where I feel things are now – a bit of a settling. It’s been a crazy whirlwind of scary health issues in our household lately. But I praise God we are getting through it. His word and His presence has sustained and upheld us in the most powerful of ways.
I saw God stretch my Mom and take her down a very difficult path. For a day or two we thought He was going to lead her on home but God……wasn’t ready for that to happen yet. I’m so glad. I love my Mama and we’re very close. I know it will happen some day but until now I’ve not allowed my mind to even go there. I have been stuck in the days of still believing her unchanging response of, “I’m 64 years old thank you for asking” for the past 25 years. We always chuckled but somehow “64” has been lodged in my head and almost a feeling of, “My Mom will never die because well she’s my Mom and she just can’t.” Reality set in for me as I watched her body go through so much and major issues like her COPD were suddenly peripheral issues.
Once again I was reminded that my only true hope and lasting treasure is Jesus Christ. It sounds so cliche-ish but it’s the very raw truth. Jesus matters. At the end of the day – whether top of the mountain kind of a day or way down in the depths of the valley kind of a day – Jesus is the only thing that doesn’t fade away. That doesn’t crumble. Who doesn’t let us down. Who won’t die. Jesus is the only one that truly gets us. That loves us deeply. He’s the only one who offers something incredible on this earth and after this lifetime on earth. Nothing and No one can compare to him.
So while I’m so glad I made it through my surgery and my Mom made it out of the hospital I have to know that my greatest hope is not in these things but in God alone. May I remember these things and live them out as truth in my life.
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