Rob's mom has not been feeling so well here of late. A couple of weeks ago we took her to the ER with 104+ fever. They gave her antibodics and told her to rest then sent her home. Her fever hasn't gone away and her back has been hurting her. She went to her doctor who finally admitted her to the hospital where they did a CT scan. The scan reveled a massive tumor in her abdominal cavity. It's squishing her kidney and bladder. Her kidney might be too damaged to save. They put a stint in...she has a bag catching urine from that kidney. They did a biopsy today. The test results aren't back yet but the Dr. said it looked like cancer to him. We know tomorrow for sure. Ellen is in good spirits....Rob is doing pretty well. I am a mess.
Why is this constantly happening? What is the deal with this? Isn't God supposed to be a protective God? He never promised us we wouldn't have trials...I know but is this not just a little excessive? The voice in my head says "Deb! Look at job and take comfort." And the other voice in my head grabs the good voice by the throat and slams it to the ground!
I love God. I live my life in a way that glorifys Him (at least I try) and all I want in return is a little peace for me and my family.
Just stopped and laughed at myself. Did I actually type that? All I want from God is a little peace for me and my family eh? Well that and eternal life and a few other things. Poor God. I must test His patience from time to time.
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My dad's cancer was fast, too fast. Even though I hated seeing him go through it and hated seeing what happened to my mom and the rest of us, I'm grateful. Yes, grateful. Knowing that his life was ending, my Dad had the opportunity to deal with a burden of bitterness and grudges that he had held on to for many many years.
Don't get me wrong, people hurt my dad. No doubt about it. I'd stand them before the grand jury if I thought it would do any good, but it was done years ago. Most of them have come to their senses, apologized for their actions or just plain started over in building new relationships with my dad.
But dad chose to hang on to the bitterness and grudges, and in the end, he knew he had to let it go. I'm grateful for that. I'm grateful that he finally let it go. I wish he could have found a way to let that go without having to go through what he did with the cancer, but at least he finally did it.
People hurt us, everyday. Shame on them. But we still choose how we react and respond to it, dont' we?
Sorry, didn't mean to digress so much. Keep us posted on Rob's mom. Hang on. We're praying for you.
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