I have a "Praise Report" to post. I don't get too many "golden moments" with my parents and am so happy to share yesterday's treasure. Firstly, why do I continue to doubt the good Lord's intentions? I made myself physically sick yesterday morning worrying about the visit and not focusing on His intentions. I asked Him to shower our visit with His divine mercy and grace, and He did that and more.
They were ready for an outing when I got to their room so we awaited my sister's arrrival to begin our getaway in their old "chariot." Mom's cellulitis in her legs seems to be getting better and the swelling is going down. The wonderful nursing staff are keeping them wrapped in Ace bandages, and she looked better than she has in the past few weeks. Dad was dressed and ready too. Yeah!
We took them to a local restaurant called Sunshine Cafe for lunch. This used to be mom's favorite place to eat and for years, she and dad ate there after her hair appointments. My sister took charge of wheel chair duties which was such a blessing for my hands and feet (EM didn't roar its ugly head yesterday). After stuffing ourselves silly, we took them to DICK'S to get mom new shoes. We couldn't remember when she had a new pair of shoes. She wore my disgards for too many years.
Then, came the drive to their old home. Inside, I felt butterflies swirling around and I prayed silently. My sister on the other hand took an aggressive tack and prayed outloud. While waiting for the proverbial "other shoe to drop" on our outing, I was so relieved when it appeared to be a non-event. Maybe mom was doing a happy dance because she had new shoes? Our most vocal parent (mom) didn't say much. Both were glad to see it and said that the yard was being kept up nicely. Wow! Thank you Jesus!!!
When we got back to their new digs, we told them that the house was empty and that most of their possessions were stored by family. Mom again took the news well while dad became stone faced. I need to call and talk with him today, hoping that he will give it to me straight if he needs to get his feelings about the news off his chest.
I am so very thankful that my sister was in control of her emotions during the visit and was such a great help. I left the nursing home with warm, love-filled emotions for her, and am shamefully aware that I cannot remember having these feelings for her in so years. I now have a new found respect for my older sibling and know in my heart that Jesus is drawing us both closer to each other and to HIm, whose Will was blessedly done yesterday.
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