I haven’t slept well this week. Of course, that means I am unusually tired. And crabby. And lacking in creativity. But I look at writing as a form of stimulation and exercise for my brain, so to those of you who choose to wade through my blog today…I may have to apologize.
If you could READ with your eyes closed, I would walk you through some of the sounds of this week…
For example, I am currently listening to an eruption of Mt. Vesuvius in the other room. What does his eruption sound like? So glad you asked:
He is bellowing and billowing out “NO!!! NO!!! NO!!! WAAAAAH!!! WAAAAH! OOOOOWAAAAH!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” at the top of his angry toddler lungs. Just close your eyes and imagine you are sitting with me…listening to his angry outburst…
Ok. You can stop now. That was just excruciating, I know. I even turned on the attic fan to drown out the noise, but…we can all. still. hear. it.
Now, how about imagining that you are sitting on my deck…
It is night time and the sky is dark. Thunder claps are all around us accompanied by bright flashes of lightening. The rain is pouring down, and the wind is howling. The tall trees are swaying in circles. And the hollow oak, aka the Raccoon Condo, is swaying eerily.
Can you picture it? The oak tree is HUGE. How it still stands is a mystery, but we love that tree with its crooked branches that look like Rudolph and the critters that creep out as dusk settles. Of course, Joe Bear and Día view the critters as appetizers…
I just hope that if that tree topples, it is from a wind from the south…it could do some serious damage in a storm from the north.
But after the storm dies down, if you close your eyes, it sounds like rushing waters over a large waterfall…almost thundering. As the water level subsides, you can hear the creek in its normal trickle, almost like it is chuckling as it trips over the minuscule “waterfall”…a “waterfall” that I think is a man-made hiccup to keep the creek from getting too high during heavy rains.
But oh how I love the sound of the creek…soothing, tranquil, peaceful. Almost heaven on earth…
And that brings me to this morning. I slept poorly last night, and awoke earlier than I would have liked, but I was pondering this morning. Literally. The lyrics of an old hymn were playing in my mind…
Ponder anew, what the Almighty can do,
if with His love He befriend thee
Those words just kept playing through my thoughts as I pondered all the wonderful and awesome things God has done…in the past, in the present and even those things that are promised for the future.
Salvation, paid for at Calvary…sins not just covered, but cleansed away…miracles happening in lives of people who were without hope just days ago…a future at home with our Savior, our Almighty heavenly Father…
My head was kind of like that creek…gushing and trickling, making such a joyful noise at the many awesome works that have been done by our Creator.
And so, as I awoke, I pondered anew…and was filled with awe. When you close your eyes, and consider the many things that God has done, continues to do, and promises to do in the future…do you run out of things to ponder?
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near;
Praise Him in glad adoration.
Praise to the Lord, who over all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth!
Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee;
Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee.
What need or grief ever hath failed of relief?
Wings of His mercy did shade thee.
Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.
Ponder anew what the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.
Praise to the Lord, who, when tempests their warfare are waging,
Who, when the elements madly around thee are raging,
Biddeth them cease, turneth their fury to peace,
Whirlwinds and waters assuaging.
Praise to the Lord, who, when darkness of sin is abounding,
Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding,
Sheddeth His light, chaseth the horrors of night,
Saints with His mercy surrounding.
Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him.
Let the Amen sound from His people again,
Gladly for aye we adore Him.
sharing these thoughts with you–some great thoughts to ponder.
And she went, and sat her down over against him a good way off, as it were a bowshot: for she said, Let me not see the death of the child. And she sat over against him, and lift up her voice, and wept. Genesis 21:16
When my family moved to a farm we were quickly adopted by a kitten we decided to call Stripers. He was a delightful ball of energy and fun. When he wasn’t snuggling on our laps, he was out catching grasshoppers to play with in the living room; I told my sisters that he liked his veggies!. His favorite thing to do in the evening was snatch at the moths fluttering around the lamps. Just imagine if there were snack size candy bites flying around YOUR house. 😀
One morning, Stripers was gone. Soon I found his little, mangled body next to the…
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Ok, I have a bone to pick with toy manufacturers. Actually, probably a whole skeleton of bones…
Someone PLEASE tell me why hammers are considered an appropriate “toy” for children? In their product research and development, do these manufacturers even CONSIDER alternative uses for their products? You know what I mean…the same way pharmaceutical companies discover alternative uses for aspirin (headaches, flu, HEART ATTACKS) or anti-depressants? Do the companies not even consider that children have HEADS, houses have WINDOWS…that all seem to attract hammers??? And WHY would you ever engineer a toy to make a really awesome noise when you hit your buddy on the head???
How about baseball bats? Why on earth would anyone approve PLASTIC bats for children? And do you think these kids read the warning labels???
Golf clubs? Shouldn’t the word “clubs” serve as a subtle clue that MAYBE THE KID WILL CLUB SOMETHING ELSE??? DO YOU PEOPLE NEVER WATCH ‘AMERICA’S FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS’??? My little buddies do…it should be rated MA for Mature Audiences only…these kids don’t even have to TRY to come up with alternative ways of playing with their toys!!!
Let me just say, THERE ARE NO SAFE TOYS! Even books are flying missiles. Foam balls are choking hazards, sand boxes? Let’s just say some of that sand will never see the light of day again. Xylophones with strings??? They have a battering ram for a mallet…
The Velcro Wall is about to become a reality, folks…please don’t report me.
When you read the Word of God, what do you see? Do you see beauty?
When you see beauty are you reminded of the Word of God?
Reposting this blog as it serves as a good reminder of the daily struggle of life lived in the temporal while the heart’s desire is heaven-ward.
|Ye Call Me by Geoffrey O’ Hara|
Ye call me the “Way” and walk me not.
Ye call me “Bread” and eat me not.
Is this the reality of your life? I only ask because I find that too often it is true of my reality. To KNOW something yet to fail so utterly in fulfilling it completely. To claim to live by faith, yet be without hope. To claim an intimate relationship with the Savior of the world, yet be filled with anxious thoughts and the “I have to figure this out myself” approach to problems. My daily life continues to be…
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I always struggle with the title. I want it to be catchy…you know? Grab your attention and get a bunch of likes and a new badge and more gold stars as a blogger?
Well, let’s just say that I don’t really need those likes, badges and gold stars. Readers??? Yes, would definitely like more of those.
But for today, I have some amazing news to share and I wanted a REALLY AWESOME TITLE…And when I typed out “Do you believe in miracles?” all I could think of was this –you know, Do You Believe in Miracles by Hot Chocolate…NOT what I was going for, I assure you.
So, you will have to deal with the title, because I DO believe in miracles. And it is absolutely the most thrilling thing to see, (even if it is only in print and without pictures).
So many of you have been praying for David and Rachel Hanson. And I am grateful. Thousands of people all around the globe, daily praying for this young couple and their families as they go through a Goliath-sized struggle.
David, who suffered such a devastating fall, leaving doctors with little hope for his recovery. A young wife thrown headlong into a test that marriages decades-old might not survive. And yet, she went forward with the most grace and peace I have ever seen. Her updates are thrilling, encouraging, hopeful…real.
There is no trace of bitterness. Love? Most assuredly. Joy? Yes. Pain? Yes. Peace? Astonishingly, yes. What a witness for the Lord whom she faithfully serves!
So many of us go to the David Hanson Update page on facebook each day looking for news (or if you are me, every 15 minutes). Anything that will give us an inkling of what is happening. Some days, there are no new reports. Other days, we gasp with amazement and are thrilled to the core as we read of God’s answers to our prayers.
Currently, David’s parents are visiting their son and daughter-in-law. They were with him just after his fall, but then had to return home. So, after several weeks’ absence they were able to see first hand how their son was progressing.
Just a quick note to say that our first full day with David has been a blessing, and we thank the Lord for His lovingkindness! The OTs, PTs and nurses are educating us on how we can work with David’s arms, hands, legs and feet to help keep him “limber.” He is still very strong and it is definitely work! We are also trying to help increase his awareness by talking with him, asking for responses, reading to him, singing, and praying with him. Sometimes he looks right in our eyes, and today he seemed like he was trying to smile and talk. He also moves his head back and forth from Joel to me, when we stand on either side of him. Rachel had to work today, and we are looking forward to some time learning from her tomorrow. 🙂
I am a mom. I love my children dearly. (Of course they probably would not appreciate being called children since they are almost 31, 29 and 28.) But…as a mom, I can make a decent attempt at putting myself in Annette’s shoes and imagine all the emotions I would feel being so far away from my child who was hurt so badly, and then the joy at seeing how improved he was in just a matter of a few short weeks. I have read and re-read her posts several times, visualizing the scene as best I could, and have shed many tears of joy on her behalf.
Her subsequent post brought a smile and more tears.
Wow – what an overwhelming blessing to see so much love shared and prayers brought before the Lord from many believers we know and many we look forward to meeting! What a great day that will be when we are all together bowing in thankfulness and worship to our Savior!
Yesterday was a happy time, to see David smiling for us (and more than that for Rachel), and to have him move his thumb and finger upon request! This morning he was pretty sleepy.
Do you remember how exciting it was to see your baby smile at you for the first time and you knew it wasn’t gas? Thrilling, wasn’t it? Now can you imagine your child is a grown man, has suffered a very serious, life-threatening brain injury and then seeing him smile? Somehow, I just think that would be even more precious than that baby smile. At least for ME it would be.
Annette’s next post was a very practical one–
As a medical precaution, Joel and I have been asked to post a message about visiting David. We are very grateful for all of the love shown for our son and daughter in law, but have been advised that too many visitors can be stressful and overly agitating to David, and we need to limit his company to immediate family. Again, we thank you all for your love and understanding as we try to do what is best for David.
This is directly from the heart of Mama-Bear, protecting her cub from danger. Anyone who has any knowledge of brain trauma and coma understands the importance of allowing the brain to regain its function in a controlled environment. And anyone who has been faithfully praying for this young man is hoping to get to visit and see how well he is doing. Sort of like our faith being made sight–believing and then seeing. But not so fast…now is not the time to bombard that healing brain with a lot of interaction with multitudes of grateful and faithful pray-ers.
And then her post today almost had me jumping up and down…
David was able to hold some “burts bees” lip balm between his thumb and forefinger this morning and apply it to his lips … and chin. 🙂 he was also able to wash his face with a wet cloth. So fun to see! Thank the Lord for this progress!
Wow. Wow. Wow!!! How wonderful!!! Amazing!!! Miraculous, even!!! Who would have thought David would have progressed so rapidly?
As I was beginning to write this post, I heard a Third Day song (new to me) playing in the background, titled “I Need a Miracle“…
You know, I DO believe in miracles. And I know there are so many people who DO need a miracle. The story of David and Rachel Hanson is not finished. It has barely started to unfold…but they will have a tremendous and miraculous story to tell of how God moved in their lives in a way that made strangers into family. That made the ends of the earth just a breath away. And THAT is amazing to me.
Keep praying! God is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think!