Today is Mom's surgery

Today is mom's surgery... for me - the knife cuts as well.

I have made the decision with confidence that we will proceed with a plate designed for osteoporosis  suffering patients. With that said, some pressure is off me in that, should it look during the procedure that this will NOT work, amputation has been ok’d by me as the alternative.

This is the tip of the iceberg. Finances lay at the waterline with pressure building. Beneath that the layer of limited book and artwork sales. As the iceberg thickens deeper is the struggles many have with their relationship with God. Even deeper is my pending retirement and preparation for vocational change. Further down, as darknesses envelopes the frozen ark, is Marcia’s health and seemingly unanswered prayer for healing. This iceberg gets chipped and the gouges seem to only intensify it’s deliberate attempts to sink more ships. Freezing rain (new bills, oven caught fire last night, empty frig, down tree, carpenter ants, brakes to be replaced, wiper blades shot, tires to replace) only polish the iceberg and push it’s mammoth size out of sight of well-wishers and sight seers impressed with how my ship navigates not knowing the hull is daily being torn.

My trust is in the Lord God Jehovah. Maker of heaven and earth. How goes it? I am a child of God. I have been redeemed by his blood. Why this iceberg instead of a Holiday on Ice? I don’t know. I quit trying to understand God a long time ago and sought out just knowing Him. I can’t expect the God of the universe to be arriving in the Publisher’s Clearing House® van just because I prayed and would not slam the door if he did just that!  But God’s plan for me, my family (past and present as well as the future) is constantly in motion.

How’s it going? Well, after that intro, I guess ok. Mom has surgery at 1 to put in a plate. I have much to catch up on at home and for school. Martin Luther is quoted saying, “I have so much to do that I shall spend the first three hours in prayer.” I’m understanding that much better now. 

Thank you for allowing me to write again. I miss it.