"Have mercy on me, Son of David!" from Matthew 9.
During a beautiful walk with Bailey at Quinsigamond State Park today, You spoke to me. The events of the past 15 months, with the false accusation and resulting loss of my job, has been continuing to weigh on me. I am distressed and humbled, confused and embarrassed, and yet--You reminded me that I am not in a bombed city, I continue to have a home (and a pretty nice one at that), food (and pretty good food, if I say so myself), health, family, a good church, and many other niceties of life. So even though
Abba, I am a little scared about DH's blood test result with a low WBC. One of the causes is leukemia, which is what took his father. Lord, please ... I am not sure what to ask You. The timing, where both Jim and DH were asymptomatic at roughly the same ages, is frightening. Have mercy on us! We have been married for 37 years, the longest on my side of the family and almost the longest on his. Plus, God, DH is not a great patient. (LOL!) Please give his doctor wisdom and persuasiveness to get DH to address this problem (longstanding, from what I saw in his record, of about 2-3 years).
(If it would help, I would gladly donate blood to him. I might not be able to since our blood types are not compatible.)
However, I return to the beauty of today. This entry is a bit scattered, as am I. Let me bask in mindfulness, recognizing that You are here with me now, today, and will be forever, no matter what happens.
I love You.
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