It is a crisp Wednesday, May 4, 2011. Well good morning... I had a little accident and haven't blogged in several weeks. Apparently all of this commotion is caused by a sprained ankle. Really??? I remember falling down my friend Diana's stairs and 'spraining my wrist' and Vovo simply put an ace bandage around it and set me up with a sling. That lasted all of three days maybe. I now have what is called a severe grade sprain on my ankle. It happened five weeks and two days ago and I am still in a giant robot cast/boot. This is not pretty. My biggest complaint would be not being able to drive. I have to ask for help, and since we all hate asking for help, usually I just go without. The biggest blessings??? I would say love and support from my church family. They have blessed us with meals over the weeks, rides, house cleaning and just talking to me. I will have an MRI this week and hopefully that will give some direction as to how to best rehab this monster.
I would like to take off this boot and use my sewing machine. I tried a couple weeks ago and it was still too painful. I have been doing some knitting and scrapbooking... and of course my usual artistic daydreaming.
One thing that has not been put on hold over this silly ankle is the constant growth and changes in the lives of my children. From toddler to teenager, they are close by to ask sweet questions or share a poignant adolescent moment. I pray for my kids that they will cling closely to the Lord as they navigate through school, friendships and puberty. My friend Marie always tells me: "little kids, little problems, bigger kids, bigger problems" ---- hmmm. I don't really see their issues as drastically problematic; they just weigh on my heart. God hates it when people are mean to his children. Well so do I. It is perhaps the toughest part of living a life of ministry. It is one thing to die to my own needs - it is another to watch my kids suffer. All glory to my King Jesus who hears every word and has felt every pain known to man.
I send my prayers to everyone reading this.. may you put your hands to the task of serving our great Lord. Are you carrying a heavy load?? Give it to the One with strong arms.
I would like to take off this boot and use my sewing machine. I tried a couple weeks ago and it was still too painful. I have been doing some knitting and scrapbooking... and of course my usual artistic daydreaming.
One thing that has not been put on hold over this silly ankle is the constant growth and changes in the lives of my children. From toddler to teenager, they are close by to ask sweet questions or share a poignant adolescent moment. I pray for my kids that they will cling closely to the Lord as they navigate through school, friendships and puberty. My friend Marie always tells me: "little kids, little problems, bigger kids, bigger problems" ---- hmmm. I don't really see their issues as drastically problematic; they just weigh on my heart. God hates it when people are mean to his children. Well so do I. It is perhaps the toughest part of living a life of ministry. It is one thing to die to my own needs - it is another to watch my kids suffer. All glory to my King Jesus who hears every word and has felt every pain known to man.
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