The days of waiting continue. The burdens for those I love grow heavier. The withdrawal from the Prednisone grows harder to bear in my body. And the cry for "Mercy, Lord Jesus!" echoes in my heart today with these simple words. Thick rustles cover song almost breathing but tendril was sweet … Continue reading A gift of waiting part 2
Author: Bettie G
Jesus follower, Wife, Mom, and Grandma, journeying through chronic illness one day at a time
A Gift of Waiting
Her name was Patricia, and with the sweetest Ukranian accent, she answered my simple question about her cute little dog. The day was cold with a hint of the Christmas Season upon us, so I wished her a Merry Christmas then. It was her honest and sad answer that stopped me in my … Continue reading A Gift of Waiting
Heartbeats
My heart beat fast and my mind was whirling with thoughts not stilled. Could it be true that there was a Doctor who had actually acknowledged me? Had I heard correctly when he affirmed what I had researched and struggled to know about these diseases? The night grew later and later as I … Continue reading Heartbeats
Fresh Air
On Friday the fresh air and sunshine beckoned to me, and for the first time in many weeks I was able to go for a short "ride-along" with my husband. The clouds and blue sky brought nourishment to my soul as I lifted my eyes with thankfulness to the Lord. The short … Continue reading Fresh Air
waiting
Four and a half years. That's how long God asked me to stay with a Doctor who treated me as if I did not know my own body, as if I was somehow less than his other patients, as if these reactions and side effects were my own fault. As the results … Continue reading waiting
God in the Garden
A few weeks ago, I began a writing course with Flourish Writers, called "The Power of Story." Part of the exercises of looking for God in our own stories has been to write our Personal Timeline, marking both the negative and positive experiences. As my friend, Anna Smit, and I have been sharing … Continue reading God in the Garden
The Miracle of Mystery
The miracles rise Ever slowly to our eyes Hidden comes alive Resurrection Morn Sunrise filters glowingly Life has burst its chains --bg You may remember my post from last month, where I wondered about a mystery Amaryllis, given to me many years ago, and how it had never bloomed, despite … Continue reading The Miracle of Mystery
Filling with His Holy Hope
In this place of waiting, In these days of God's own leading, In this season when pain tries to direct, My Lord has asked me to look up, and to remember. Open wide your mouth and I will fill it. Psalm 81:10 The Lord asked me to take a brave step this … Continue reading Filling with His Holy Hope
Stay with Me
He was despised and rejected and forsaken by men, a Man of sorrows and pains, and acquainted with grief and sickness; and like One from Whom men hide their faces He was despised, and we did not appreciate His worth or have any esteem for Him. Surely He has borne our griefs (sicknesses, weaknesses, and … Continue reading Stay with Me
Treasures from the Sands
When the season of Lent coincides with my own season of pain, there can seem to be nothing left that I might offer to the ONE who bore so much for me. The questions came at me one morning this week as I felt the weight of my weaknesses bearing down once more. The answer … Continue reading Treasures from the Sands
