Some of you follow my blog and/or facebook so I'm sorry for repeating myself, but it's been a crazy week, to say the least.
I had a surgery on Friday that didn't bring the results we'd hoped. And with it came disappointments--I'd have to keep a drain, and get my nutrition from an IV bag. Not at all what we had anticipated.
The first day or two, I could only groan out to God. I couldn't find the words. My life forever altered. How could I endure it? But then the clouds began to clear . . . a little. It may not be permanent, depending on if the scar tissue softens. The good news is it wasn't cancer causing the problem. Just past surgeries.
In the midst of it all, I had a couple of dark days. Feeling so alone. Wondering where God was in all of it. Needing something from Him that assured me He was there, but not sure what or how He could show me. So I kept praying and clinging to what I know from His Word. Trusting even when the feelings wouldn't come.
Then it happened.
We came home from the hospital, exhausted, weak, nauseas. I walked through the door into the kitchen with the family room visible just beyond the kitchen. I was absolutely blown over by what I saw.
I'd been wanting to paint the dark paneling in that room for years, but we never got around to it. Then I got sick and couldn't do it. Long story short, while we were gone, friends came in, painted the room, laid new carpet, donated GORGEOUS leather furniture and accessories (mirror, pictures, stand, lamp), made cabinets for beneath our bookshelves.
The love of God overwhelmed me! His people working together for US! We couldn't wrap our minds around it. But this I can tell you, I KNEW God was reassuring me that He loved me. He could see what we were going through and hadn't forgotten us. These precious friends were an extension of Him.
There are no words to express how we feel even now. As beautiful as the room is, it's the love that went into it that blows me away.
Every day is a gift. God loves you, dear one. Don't ever doubt it. It's true! This I know!