He Is My All in All
Another sunny sub-zero morning, waking me somewhat promptly (7:00am) in spite of my 3:00am bedtime. I'm battling a bladder infection and sleep was elusive. So I distracted myself with a new favorite DVD, Broadway Treasury. After that there was the Australian Open with Serena Williams triumphing over her favored opponent. At long last sleep overtook this lady. Not for long enough, however. And now I am feeling a bit fatigued; the day is stretching before me with taunting lists of things to do, tasks to be accomplished. C'est la vie!
More importantly, my sweet Liana is bedridden. Hidden away in the attic bedroom in hopes of containing her strep bacteria, she is feeling a bit lonely and bored. Regular trips with treatments, juices, and yogurt, all brought by yours truly, are her only respite from solitude. I suspect that before long she will tire of my countenance!
It's been almost a year since my second injury and still this dear ankle of mine likes to act up. Currently it is being a bit bothersome, refusing to submit to much movement without comment. Negative comment, that is. Oh, well. I think I will need to sit whenever possible.
Meanwhile I continue to pack two suitcases for Spain, a his and her variety, although travel by this lady and mother has definitely been moved to "up for grabs" status. Within 24 hours a decision will have been determined. If you wouldn't mind, I would appreciate some prayer for this one!
So in spite of the sparkling white of deep winter snow, the outdoor landscape fails to inspire lofty thoughts this morning. Some days are like that. Today nothing will suffice but His face. He is so wonderfully faithful and totally sovereign over all sin and darkness. I do rejoice in that knowledge. How unchanging! My Lord and God forever.
More importantly, my sweet Liana is bedridden. Hidden away in the attic bedroom in hopes of containing her strep bacteria, she is feeling a bit lonely and bored. Regular trips with treatments, juices, and yogurt, all brought by yours truly, are her only respite from solitude. I suspect that before long she will tire of my countenance!
It's been almost a year since my second injury and still this dear ankle of mine likes to act up. Currently it is being a bit bothersome, refusing to submit to much movement without comment. Negative comment, that is. Oh, well. I think I will need to sit whenever possible.
Meanwhile I continue to pack two suitcases for Spain, a his and her variety, although travel by this lady and mother has definitely been moved to "up for grabs" status. Within 24 hours a decision will have been determined. If you wouldn't mind, I would appreciate some prayer for this one!
So in spite of the sparkling white of deep winter snow, the outdoor landscape fails to inspire lofty thoughts this morning. Some days are like that. Today nothing will suffice but His face. He is so wonderfully faithful and totally sovereign over all sin and darkness. I do rejoice in that knowledge. How unchanging! My Lord and God forever.
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
10:12 AM
5 Comments:
praying that everyone will be feeling better soon!
praying and praying and praying for you & yours. specifically: that sunny Spain would be just the cure for you.
but whatever is the outcome, I know that you will accomplish much. That's what is so great about being the child of the King.
Praying that you all will be feeling better and for your decision re: Spain.
Actually, I did mean to link to CFC. I have anxiously been awaiting the podcasts since they were announced, I miss the type of teaching we received there. I am sure this morning was quite special, those are some very special people who are leaving. It's funny, we have been away for over a year but when Diane told me we were as upset as if we were still there. I cannot imagine a visit to the North Country that doesn't include time at the SLU Bookstore with her. (Amongst other things, the kids are wondering where we are going to stay.)
I love and miss you so much!!!
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