An update from the hospital mulling over scripture and could use your prayers. I am in the hospital with a serious blood infection. I have been here for days. I am struggling fighting this one. It is not a normal bug. This one seems to be hardier that some of the ones I have in the past.
I have been drooping for months and in a low energy and health wise. Sadly that left me open to catching anything that came along.
Last Saturday after weeks of me grumping with the doctors there was something seriously wrong I was told to go directly to the hospital my tests showed I had a germ in my blood.
I have been inpatient since then. Tests and procedures. Now just laying in bed feeling miserable getting IV meds pumped into me praying they are the right ones.
I come to you today to ask for prayers. I ask to be healed of this infection. Specifically, the right medication is found and the it is effective. That I can get my new central line placed and return home promptly so I can heal and don’t pick up a icky like the flu from the hospital.
Also would you lift up the family. Each time I go in the hospital it strains the family. Hubby has to figure out how to be in two places at once. I’m not home and my kiddos that need routine can be stressed. Then there is the nature of my disease progression to consider. The kids are old enough to understand that one day I won’t be coming home but not old enough to truly have the emotional understanding to be able to put that fear into context.
I am using my time feeling sick to read my bible and make big bold plans for this year. I will not quite planning a future until the good Lord comes to collect me. Our job is to sing his praises and one way we do that is living each day for him.
While here in the hospital I also got to talk to the Palliative care team and was admitted into their care. They will be helping me and the family with this journey. Eventually they will handle the transition to hospice for us with no fuss. It was a blessing to sit and talk with them.
I had one of those cool moments with a doctor today. The team all filed in just as I highlighted a scripture that sang to me. He leaned over slighty to see what scripture I had highlighted. He caught my eye and gave me a huge smile and nod of his head.
It was Romans 8:18. I read it and thought ye in heaven things will be better. Than I felt sick to my stomach from this infection and the severe pain in my joints. I wanted to wail to the Lord are you teasing me? I know I have given my heart and soul fully to the Lord and will be in heaven when the time comes but right now I am hurting bad. This scripture has become a chanlenge to me.
I am going to pray that I don’t compare today’s pain with the glory of someday. I will work on my thought life and if I want to dwell on something I will dwell on that day in heaven that the Lord tells me good job. Then that leads me to what should I do here TODAY to further my personal ministry to get that praise.
How do you see this scripture? A comfort? A challenge? A call to action that you just can’t do right now?