It is well with my soul

Had a little mix up on the rooms this morning when I failed to mention to the receptionist that all I need was a dressing.
Thank God the nurse recognized me and cleared up the situation.
Made it back in time to serve Him.

Was visiting Big Bro and family.
Felt a certain contentment just playing Monopoly with the little one.
It's been ages since I played, so I just went along with any rules they had in mind.

There was this pang of déjà vu, followed by the bitter-sweetness of being amused that nothing has changed.
Yet everything else had changed in truth.
I can't recall what it is that struck me that hard, but somehow I carried that bitter-sweetness home.

It is good that this is all the emotions that welled up.
It's a relief to look at things matter factually.
To be able to see I've come so far by going back into the past.

Oh death, where is your sting?

So I survived.

Survived wearing a sarung and an absurdly thin piece of cloth.
Survived wearing only the above stated items and walking around as if being braless isn't a major issue in front of my dad. Thankfully he left like 5 minutes after I came out of the changing room.

What was a nightmare was waking up not knowing where I was or if it was done.
And crying HYSTERICALLY for no good logical reason.
I need to come with a warning tag next time.
One that says 'Forewarned: Hysterical when awaken. Please be cautious and sympathize.'

That was yesterday.
Today I woke up wondering if I'm really in my own home.
Even sensed that tension within that could burst into tears any minute provoked.
That was tough to handle.
The dressing change today was icky because they had to put like a ribbon of gauze into the slit.
And they'd be pulling that ribbon out tomorrow to put a new one in again.
That is not something to look forward to on a daily basis.

The hysteria state started fading off mid morning and I was pretty much myself all afternoon.
Except when I was friendly slapped at. Or hugged. I was worried then.
Had a great adventure filled afternoon that ends with God leaving a trolley with abandoned items in it where we could find and continued where we stopped off.*laughs hysterically at the last part*

Slave driver blamed a flu on me, but without Odie making a timely appearance today he wouldn't have known Odie was available to save the day.

158 I'm just thankful for so many things.

 Like not having to see my after death scheduled post going up.

God heals, we help

In less than 5 hours.
I'd be there waiting for a surgery.

And I will be alright.
Because God is with me.

And onwards with my thankfuls;

Having a completely normal dinner and night out.
Great colleague.

Finding comfort in....

Life here on earth is not easy.  We are still on the battle ground of a perishing world awaiting the final call of Christ.  Our momentary problems are working out eternal ramifications. They are preparing us for royalty in a kingdom that will never end.  We are always  going to have struggles and pain, but we must never lose our focus for God’s is always with us on the path that he has prepared for our lives.

“Though our feelings come and go, God’s love for us does not.”

~C.S. Lewis~

Calls

(#150)
20minutes.
A record never imaginable.

(#151)
24minutes.
A gesture I can never repay.

(#152)
30minutes.
Just me, Clara and God.

(#153)
What if your blessings come through raindrops?
What if your healing comes through tears?

(#154)
And the things of the earth will go strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace

(#155)
For letting me know I was wrong.
The raging seas calmed at His command, not any other striving or obedience made from mankind.
And definitely not bottled up.