Archive | January 2012

But for the grace of God…

Hello , again!

On this Lord’s day I have tried time and again to post a link to a recent article written by a journalist from Good Morning, America, and posted on front page Yahoo a few weeks ago. It is very pertinent to the topic of this blog… wives dealing with long-term chronically ill husbands. So I am copying and pasting it here:–abc-news.html

“Nothing is impossible with God.” This Biblical phrase gets tossed around tritely too often. If you think about in carefully, the reverse is also true: “Everything is impossible without God.” Our Savior stated this fact, “Without Me, you can do nothing. As the branch cannot bear fruit, except it abide in the vine, no more can you, except you abide in Me.”

My heart weeps for Mrs. Graves. She was dealing with a nearly impossible situation with little to no help.  No wonder she lost her mind. I pray she finds true health and healing from the Great Physician.

In contrast, I just read a letter from a lady on my online support group-  Her husband died of a heart attack unexpectedly after dealing with twenty years of chronic pain. This dear lady was faithful to her marriage commitment. Though recovering from severe exhaustion, she radiates the triumph of life and hope in Christ.  I thank her for her words of hope and her faithful example. “I can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me.”

Making the most of minutes…

I would like to post a photo, but it is in my album sideways. By the time I get my computer savvy husband to help me, my five minutes of time to post will be gone. ” The God of all comfort, and the Father of mercies” has comforted our hearts this week and offered His limitless mercy.  He has continued to provide for our medical needs by clearing the hoops we have to jump through to stay on medical assistance. It is a time we dread every year. We pray about it. We try to figure out other options. We don’t like being in these shoes. But, working a home-based business has allowed more time to spend with my little daughter, and more time to encourage my ailing husband.  Meanwhile, we will continue to ask good gifts of the Father who loves to hear and bless His children.

What time I am afraid..

“What time I am afraid, I will trust in Thee.”  This has been a comfort verse for me since my childhood. I was one of those kids who could easily imagine a monster in my closet. When the Father drew me to Himself, fear found relief.  The Almighty, Unchangeable One is to be trusted.

Our thoughts get so mucked up in the mundane struggles. Finances often bring the biggest, gut-wrenching fears, yet I have seen the provision of the LORD time again in our married life.  So, why does the news that gas could reach $5.00 a gallon this summer send me into a tailspin? I should know better by now.  Reach for a promise, pray without ceasing, and give thanks for all things. I WILL trust. Obviously it is a daily decision, and a lesson that may take me a lifetime to learn.  If I were comfortably provided for by an able-bodied husband, perhaps I would not be learning this lesson so thoroughly?

I heard a bird sing…

I heard a bird sing

In the dark of December

A magical thing

And sweet to remember:

“We are nearer to Spring

Than we were in September,”

I heard a bird sing

In the dark of December.

by Oliver Herford

Winter and summer are my husband’s least favorite seasons. Though his immune system is perpetually low, he always seems to hit his lowest in the winter.  I have to fight against personal dread of the winter  due to this. Knowing the Father of mercies, I am always on the hunt for the new “mercy of the day”.  My mom half teasingly, half seriously said that my life verse seems to be: “Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.”  Wherein, I do now respond, “His mercies are new every morning: his compassions fail not. Great is Thy faithfulness.”  I agree with the bird of Herford’s lovely little muse: “We are nearer to Spring than we were in September,”.

The Germ…

The Germ

A mighty creature is the germ,

Though smaller that a pachyderm.

His customary dwelling place

Is deep within the human race.

His childish pride he often pleases

By giving people strange diseases.

Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?

You probably contain a germ.

by Ogden Nash

The God of All Comfort

God knows what the afflicted need : comfort! My goal is to share the sparkling nuggets of comfort that I have received with other Christian wives who care for a chronically ill husband.  After searching for others who are in “the same boat” I found the pickings are slim.  Hopefully the topics I address as I make time will bring hope and encouragement. If you have been on this journey for very long you already know this-chronic illness affects every aspect of our lives. By the time we had an initial diagnosis our finances ,family relations, and friendships had already taken a hit.  Although I am a relative newbie of eight years on this journey,  perhaps there will be a blessing for you.