This is just a short note to let everyone know I’ve had a family issue come up and it will be some time before I post again.
I am solely responsible for my 98 year old mom. She lives back in Texas and, as you can image, her health is a challenge at times. She’s actually doing great for a 98 year old, but as my nurse friend said, at this point there’s no cushion. That is true for their physical state as well as their mental state.
She is recovering and I hope to be back home in a few days. Right now we are navigating what the “new normal” is. I appreciate your prayers and the support I’ve already felt from my FB family.
I’m sure I’m not the only one here with aging parents. In fact, the blog post I was working on when this happened last week was about our aging family and our own aging. I guess the Lord gave me some new material! These are topics that a lot of us are dealing with and, hopefully, we can all learn from each other.
Thanks for your patience and I’ll be back soon.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore, we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling.
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy habitation of the Most High. God is in the midst of her; she will not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns. The nations rage, the kingdoms totter; he utters his voice, the earth melts. The Lord of hosts is with us, the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Come, behold the works of the Lord, how he has brought desolations on the earth. He makes war cease to the end of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the chariots with fire. “Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!” The Lord of hosts is with us, the God of Jacob is our fortress.