There are times in the midst of the race that you look around you and wonder how in the world you ended up here on the track with just a pair of flimsy shorts on and ill-fitting track shoes. You look at the runners and wonder how come they are doing so well and how much more prepared they seem than you. Cameron had that feeling a few times in track last spring and I know my mom is feeling that tonight lying in her hospital bed.
She did really well through the surgery but now that she is on the other side, she is becoming weary in this race. She is tired, anxious and in pain and in nothing but a flimsy hospital gown. I am thankful her surgery went so well, but am having a hard time seeing her raw emotions and fear of more pain.
Thank you for praying for her and if the Lord leads, please continue to pray for a peace of heart and mind and a firm assurance that her life is in his hands and he is the Master of this race. Please pray that she will have peace that passes all understanding and she will find much joy in the midst of the struggle.
And me?? I am feeling a little like Cal in this picture who was too tired to chew the apple in his mouth.
I am drained, but deeply thankful that I can trust my Lord for this race.
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