We have had a busy week. Tom was in hospital from Oct 30-Nov 8. Dunnville Hospital is an amazing little hospital and Tom received the best of care by Dr. Reddy and the nurses there. He's home now with Lifeline in place and with Alicia staying with him at night. After everything she's been through, she's quite nervous about her Dad's health. Although he was considered well enough to come home, he is still very weak and has a troublesome cough. Alicia, of course is still mourning the death of her stillborn daughter 3 weeks ago. She has also lost her uncle Bob Solon, Tom's sister Wanda's husband,who died suddenly on Tuesday with a massive stroke. It certainly has been a rough week for many in our family.
This very familiar reading expresses my experience through these days.
One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along
the beach with the Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed
two sets of footprints in the sand,
one beloning to him and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the
very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life there is
only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when I needed you most
you would leave me."
The Lord replied "My precious, precious child,
I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffereing,
when you see only one set of footprints in the sand,
it was then that I carried you."
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thank you Connie for your prayers and thoughts. I have come to realize that no matter how much we deal with death at work, it is so different when it is personal. Life is so precious and hard to deal death with when we know it can be taken away from us without notice.Keith is now home for the weekend on a trial , but I know realize he is not ready to come home. He is struggling with spiritual confusion. He does feel that God is leaving him . I have reassured him he will never forsake him . And he felt the only way to get close to him , was to try to take his own life to get close. Sad. This bi-polar is awful to live with and I do hope they can straighten out things when he goes back to Brantford. I am taking it day by day, and have put it sowley in God's hands. He is the only way back to sanity. I pray for your family Connie as you too go through these difficult times. God will lead us through .
Thanks my friend for thinking of me and Keith and Brandon.
Deb
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