Today I am reminded to thank God for His skies and my Season of confidence in His Way. I give God the praise as the Psalmist has done in Psalm 103 and also in Philippians 1:6. This is my week to celebrate the action of Love as well as the words of God is Love. I am convinced that God has all of this world in His control even though we are standing in the shadow of death as well as sitting in the presence of enemies. I am leaning and depending on His glory , majesty, dominion and power for my safety.
I see that I have been afforded another day as midnight is here. I am remembering some of my yesterday challenges and thanking God for His opportunity of listening for today. I am getting close to reaching my goal of seventy two (100 words) blog during my seventy second year. These pictures are Scriptures for my wellness, my praise sharing of my advocacy and resources at the Linda Faye Cancer Awareness Banquet in 2017 and my most recent position of service at RLC. I am convinced that God is not through with me yet and I wait for direction.
We recently received a box of expensive medicine as we prayed for my husband to be healed after a critical issue in his health. I have discussed this journey we have been traveling since October 5, 2017. This picture of the box captivated me with the words, “Ship to” with his name and address in place. I woke up praising and this box came to mind as a symbol of how Jesus uses people, places and things to show His miracle of healing coming forth. God blessed us to enter 2018 with a new song of hope and the joy of being healed.
The time of day when I just need to use my strategy of “Smile” I am reading some words of encouragement and listening to the Christmas Song, ” Go tell it on the Mountain.” I can only imagine who God has on the wall with me waiting for my story and my song. #WWOW 23:28
My HoneySi and I spent most of our day in Collierville BMH as we continue this journey toward wellness. As I sat there waiting, I started to think about a statement from my husband about his experience of not being able to breathe. He said as he was shouting that he could not breathe, twelve windows came into view and he was trying to find an opening to get air. When he returned after surgery, we discussed the dream again and our windows of life are having to be framed with faith, hope, and love. This is revelation and revival.
I was moving some papers and I caught a glimpse of the magazine, Spirit , Fall 2017. I sat down to browse because I always enjoy looking for people who are featured in the many events around the Mid-South. I am impressed by how much information is covered with the pictures and articles. I was surprised to find myself in one of the pictures and decided to feature it in one of my 100 word posts and to thank Ms. Minerva P. Little and the staff for the wonderful work to inform us of events. I appreciate and learn from each issue.
This is the 21st day since finding ourselves in ICU with the diagnosis of heart/ lung involvement. We sometimes use the word surreal without even knowing the definition. I found these definitions worked for me as I remember the episode which I call “walking in the shadows of death.” It was a “weird dreamlike” situation that we have been able to step through these last 21 days. On this day of new mercies we have declared as in Psalm 73:2, “But as for me, my feet had almost stumbled; my steps had nearly slipped. Our Real God Reality!