Tuesday, June 13, 2017
I've been working on researching my ancestors lately, and as I walked (no music so had time to ponder some things) I thought about just stopping and going to my air- conditioned car and quitting early. But then I considered my 3rd great grandmother. Her name was Ann, and she came over from Wales on a ship in 1863. Her husband was already in America, and she was following with her 4 small children, including a baby born after her husband left. The voyage was probably more than a month long, and some of the children got a "fever" -- 2 of them died, including the baby. She tried to hide the little bodies in a trunk, but she was forced to bury them at sea. After arriving in Baltimore, she had to go by wagon to Pennsylvania where they probably got on a flatboat and rode down the Ohio River to Ohio. So there she was, new country with a different language, no air conditioning or car or Walmart. I can't even imagine what that was like. When I had to cross the ocean to follow my husband to Germany, we flew and arrived the same day and I was exhausted. Obviously my Welsh grandmother was much stronger than I am. Here's a picture of her daughter Mary -- she came over on the boat when she was about 3 years old.
So I thought about my ancestors, and walked a while longer. The meaning of "difficult " or "old" is a matter of perspective. This is the day that the Lord has made -- let us remember where we have come from and REJOICE! Put a spring in your step!
Thursday, June 8, 2017
As I was reading in the Old Testament book of Micah today, I came to his verse that really stood out to me. You see, I spent a few moments sitting in darkness this week when I got the results of my last blood test. When I had my lung surgery last year -- recurrence #3 of my thyroid cancer -- I hoped I was finished. The blood tests every 3 months didn't show any sign of thyroid tissue growing, and I thought I was out of the woods. But no! This test showed an elevated number -- going up instead of going down. So I spent a few hours thinking about writing a will and other depressing thoughts before the LIGHT brightened as I realized that my life has always been in His hands, so I'm not going to start worrying now. I talked to my doctor, and we decided to test again in 3 months before we get too excited. The number was only 5 points higher than last time, so I intend to enjoy my summer and live it to the fullest. I think of the song, "He Knows My Name" and the words that tell me He will pick me up when I fall, so I am depending on that. No gloomy thoughts -- I refuse to sit in darkness thinking about what might or might not happen. The Lord will be a LIGHT to me!