I'm a dork! If you've known me very long this won't surprise you, but as evidence I've spent the last couple of hours watching a DIY show called Barnwood Builders, where they tear down old barns and repurpose the wood.1 The show includes a lot of the history of the barn, the techniques used to build it and the community that it was in. If you know anything about my love of history, I'm sure you wouldn't be surprised to hear that I was hooked. Right now, they're taking apart a barn in New Hampshire, which even combines my love of New England!
Overall, I'm feeling slightly better again. I'm eating more without intense nausea. I did however take a three hour nap in the middle of the day, thanks to a early morning as my mother was leaving for her flight back to Maine. I'd hoped to either make it to church or watch my parents' church service online before she left at 10:30.
I woke up about 7:30, so I'd have the opportunity to do either one, before Mom had to leave. Those plans turned out to be too ambitious, as my body reminded me that it hadn't fully recovered from the treatment. It made the point in a way that neither of us will soon forget, but I will spare the rest of you the details. Needless to say, it made me a bit more hesitant to head back to work tomorrow, until I'm sure that I have recovered completely.
Please pray that God will continue to heal my body, and give me wisdom about when to return to work. I'm not sure how I will know when it's the right time to return. This morning showed that the risks are pretty steep.
However, I do trust that God will watch over me, guiding me, and sustaining me during whatever trials I must face. When I waver in that trust and faith, I appreciate the outpouring of prayers and encouragement that have come from so many of you. It's like those barns built to last hundreds of years. They were not built solely by the family that would use it, but by the entire community working together. Your encouragement, prayers and willingness to help is invaluable to me. They help me keep my mind focused on the Master Builder, and on the Watchman who protects me from dangers that might seek to overwhelm me.
However, I do trust that God will watch over me, guiding me, and sustaining me during whatever trials I must face. When I waver in that trust and faith, I appreciate the outpouring of prayers and encouragement that have come from so many of you. It's like those barns built to last hundreds of years. They were not built solely by the family that would use it, but by the entire community working together. Your encouragement, prayers and willingness to help is invaluable to me. They help me keep my mind focused on the Master Builder, and on the Watchman who protects me from dangers that might seek to overwhelm me.
Psalm 127 (ESV)
A song of Ascents. Of Solomon.
1 Unless the Lord builds the house,
those who build it labor in vain.
Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain.
2 It is in vain that you rise up early
and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious toil;
for he gives to his beloved sleep.
1 I've also spent about an hour learning how to format text using html code, including how to make footnotes. Yes, I'm a dork! Especially, because I'm not even sure that this is going to work.↩
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Praying for you, Steve.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Wes!
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