Saturday morning I was weary from concern over a number of family related trials large and small. My son-in-law has been diagnosed with pneumonia and we are worried because the pain and fever are persisting longer than we'd expected. Grandson Daniel is teething and so neither he nor his tired Mama are resting well. And, when I'd taken Mom's coffee in that morning, I'd found her sitting on the floor beside her bed. She calmly said, "I can't figure out how to get up from here." Blessedly, son Jonathan was home for a visit, and he and my husband easily lifted Mom to her feet. What would I have done if they hadn't been here?
I headed upstairs to complete some Saturday morning chores, and stopped halfway up, sank down, and sat, leaning my head on the banister. More than just feeling tired, I was suffering a strength robbing, low level fear of what lies ahead. Midpoint of that climb to the upstairs portion of our home, I did not want to go up to face the chores ahead. This seemed symbolic of where I am on the time line of my life. I can't go back, I don't want to move forward; and quitting in the middle doesn't seem to be an option! I trudged on up the stairs.
Likewise, I must move forward in time.
This morning, I awoke to hear Mom on the monitor, telling the cat that she didn't think her bum knee would support her weight if she were to try to stand. I lay in bed, dreading this day in particular and the future in general, when an odd thing happened. Quotes from my book began coming to mind. Having recorded much of God's counsel to me in book form offers a unique opportunity to revisit lessons past. I always feel somewhat embarrassed to struggle valiantly against some problem only to hear the Lord say, "I've taught you about this before, don't you remember?"
The future is in God’s hands, and you can trust Him. No one but the Lord knows the future. Follow Him in your present and leave tomorrow in His hands (p.10).
Now, for just a little while, the Christian may endure suffering and grief, but we look forward to a future free from sorrow and pain. Despair is not the portion of those who hope in Christ (p. 39).
In every trial the Lord offers help for the present and hope for the future (p.179).
My peace of mind returned when I recognized that I did not have to worry about “What if …” I had only to remember Who is! (p. 206)
Common sense based upon the facts of the expected progression of Alzheimer’s disease will lead to despair. Faith based upon the reality of Jesus Christ offers hope (p. 10).
Scripture: “Because of God’s tender mercy, the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, and to guide us to the path of peace” (Luke 1:78-79, NLT).
"I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me" (Philippians 3:12)
Oh, do I feel for you. Sometimes the trials of life just seem to overwhelm us but I am glad you remembered your book and how God is in charge.ReplyDelete
I was told by a therapist that when my hubby fell and couldn't get up, to have them roll over on his all fours, then have him pull himself up onto the bed, or a chair you are holding or anything they can get a good grasp on. Of course, if your Mom is weak that might not work but it's a thought.
Good luck and God bless.
Thanks, Latane...since Mom was by her bed I'll bet that technique would've worked--but I'm glad we didn't have to try it this time. Bless you for your empathy and helpful thoughts.ReplyDelete
I just hopped over from That Old House blog. This is so very excellent. I am sorry you are facing such struggles, but relieved to see that you are fully in touch with the ONE who is able to carry you through.
Those quotes from your book were so reassuring...and not just for caregivers, but anyone who is suffering. As I read them, I thought about this trial of sleeplessness I am enduring, and felt the Lord speaking to me particularly with "In every trial the Lord offers help for the present and hope for the future." Thank you.ReplyDelete