I could tell you

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I could tell you about the past week, about the ups and downs and sometimes sideways of it all.  I could tell you what God is teaching me about letting go, about the similarities between giving your children their wings to fly and about not clipping a parent’s, even when they aren’t making good decisions through no fault of their own.  I could tell you about the ladies conference  I attended part of, how good it was to see Mary again, how much I miss spending time with her, how Holy Spirit showed up the last night and how she told me she kept thinking, “Patti would love this!”  I could tell you why I missed it: because I was keeping vigil with Jen at the nursing home as her husband lay dying, and how I took my guitar and played and sang because hearing is the last thing to go, how when they were getting her ready for bed I had a few minutes alone with him.  I could tell you what I said, some of the things I saw and heard as he passed, and how grateful I am for God’s grace.

I could tell you about yesterday, how I received a message that I could still apply for a course for which I thought I’d missed the deadline, and not only that was being given an additional discount, an added blessing, a hug from God.  And then how Kevin and I traveled to Lancaster County and got to spend quality time with both our families, seeing my mom and brother and then enjoying lunch with his brothers and others before heading to the nursing home to visit dad because it was, after all, Father’s Day.  I could tell you how hard that visit was, how it seems as if he’s taken a step backwards, and about the uncertainties that lie ahead.

But I’m not going to tell you that.  Instead I’m telling you that He is faithful, that He keeps all His promises, and that this is one of those times when “He makes me lie down” so I don’t fall down.  He is good, He is good, He is good, and it is to that goodness I cling, onto that faithfulness I fall, and this momentary affliction will pass, for  “Love came down and rescued me, Love came down and set me free, and I am Yours, I am forever Yours.  Mountain high or valley low, I sing out, remind my soul that I am Yours, I am forever Yours.”

 

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