I noticed it’s been a month since posting anything today and wanted to say “hello” to anyone who might still be checking out the blog periodically, and to also say thank you from the bottom of my heart to those who have personally written me inquiring about my health. Your notes of prayer and concern meant alot folks…
The past month has been pretty tough. If I’m to be honest, it’s been rough for over a year…as is evident by the fact I slowed down on posting many times over the last 12 months. Continued illness, and stress brought about by family problems, finally just became overwhelming and I needed to take a long rest. This is actually the first time I’ve checked in at the blog since my last post. I knew if I even logged in or came over to check on it, that feeling of guilt (for not keeping up with it) would come over me and just add to the stress.
Sounds silly I know, but that’s been me….at least lately;
This past month brought a cancer scare (thyroid) which after being taken off my daily medication for weeks (which made me go bonkers) Thank God, proved to be negative, and the loss of a great grandchild. My 21 yr old grand-daughter Sarah and her hubby Devon were expecting their first child and it became necessary to terminate the pregnancy. Needless to say they, and my daughter and son-in-law (her parents) were devastated. As we all were. The doctors kept reassuring Sarah and Devon that everything was ok, though she was in constant pain with periodical bleeding, but after 8 weeks it was determined to be a tubal pregnancy. Sarah required emergency surgery.
There’s more…(a close loved one relapsing into drug use, etc) but won’t continue. I’ll just say it’s been a bad time.
Anyway, sometimes we can just become overwhelmed. Amen? And that’s been me…overwhelmed, but slowly coming to terms that it all must be given over to God. After all, what else can we do? I think that’s why I’ve always loved Peter’s response to Jesus in John 6:
Then Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man, and drink his blood, ye have no life in you. Whoso eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, hath eternal life; and I will raise him up at the last day. For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. He that eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, dwelleth in me, and I in him. As the living Father hath sent me, and I live by the Father: so he that eateth me, even he shall live by me. This is that bread which came down from heaven: not as your fathers did eat manna, and are dead: he that eateth of this bread shall live for ever.
These things said he in the synagogue, as he taught in Capernaum. Many therefore of his disciples, when they had heard this, said, This is an hard saying; who can hear it?
When Jesus knew in himself that his disciples murmured at it, he said unto them, Doth this offend you? What and if ye shall see the Son of man ascend up where he was before? It is the spirit that quickeneth; the flesh profiteth nothing: the words that I speak unto you, they are spirit, and they are life. But there are some of you that believe not. For Jesus knew from the beginning who they were that believed not, and who should betray him. And he said, Therefore said I unto you, that no man can come unto me, except it were given unto him of my Father. From that time many of his disciples went back, and walked no more with him.
Then said Jesus unto the twelve, Will ye also go away? Then Simon Peter answered him, Lord, to whom shall we go? thou hast the words of eternal life.
Indeed. Where or to whom would I (or you) go? If you’re like me, in this for the long-run and determined to finish this race, there is no where or to no one else we can turn too for strength and comfort but the Saviour. Even if that means, some days, we can only dredge up enough strength to whisper: “Jesus…please help me. I need you”
My hope is to get back to blogging more regularly, beginning today. And friends, any prayers for my family would be very much appreciated.
God bless, pj (Jaunita)