Blessed This Weekend

After a difficult week, our family was blessed with a good, peaceful weekend.  We worked so hard Friday night and Saturday - helping Pete with a project.  The more people we had, the faster the project went.  It was hard work but went by fast.  We were all together.  We all worked hard together, laughed some together, rubbed our aching backs and arms together, and just were together.  They may not have appreciated it as much as I have.  Despite the hard work, it was good just to be together in one place.  It's good to know I enjoy being with my own family so much - no matter what we are doing!

We are blessed to have a daddy in our family who works so hard.  He is not afraid to have one or two or four or more jobs.  He works hard and appreciates simple things.  He took the boys to buy a new TV last weekend.  We have not bought a new TV in many many years.  They have been talking about one for years.  They did not get anything fancy, but it was much better than what we have been watching - not that I would have known the difference.  They have all been tickled and have enjoyed it so much.  It has come in handy for them to sit together when it's hot and watch something together.  Andy Griffith is a favorite.  Sam has tons of PBS favorites still. 

We are blessed that Andrew is okay.  He had a rough Monday night.  He has a dad who can do what I cannot do to help him.  I am so thankful he was home.  So Andrew is okay.  The rough night is over.  We are still working on his college stuff.  He is excited, and I am trying to be.

We are blessed that Peter can run again.  He has missed it.  He is looking forward to his senior year and has senior pictures this week!  I cannot believe it!  He held Sam while I threw on some clothes Friday morning while we heard the sirens getting closer.  While Sam usually teases Peter and tells him he does not love him, Sam buried his head in Peter's shoulder and said over and over, "I love you, Peter." 

We are blessed that Will is who he is - though it is difficult to keep up with him sometimes.  He has so many things going for him and can do so many things.  I just pray that he will be able to use his many talents and abilities to serve the Lord when he is older - though he could right now.  He is the one you would want on the disaster response teams or building something that would be difficult for most of us.  Our job is to stay right with him and help him find the things the Lord has for him.

We are extra blessed this weekend that Sam is okay.  He woke up quiet Friday.  I never leave in the mornings without checking his blood sugar.  I was getting ready to do that when I asked if he was okay.  He jumped off my bed like something had bitten him.  He was screaming and crying and clutching at me - all of the sudden.  He was screaming for me to help him and was screaming "Mommy" and "Daddy" over and over.  He said things were crawling on his arms.  He kept saying other things that tell us he was so scared.  I was able to get him into the kitchen and check his blood sugar, but by the time we got in there he was jerking.  I cannot tell you how I got icing on his gums or poured the orange juice that I sat in the floor and poured down his mouth while he was still screaming.  Well, I do know how really.  It was God helping me.  He showed me what to do when I could not think clearly - over the screams and frustration that I could not get anyone to hear me yet.  Sam was terrorized.  It was not until I got the sugar in him that I could run upstairs and get the boys to help.  My 911 call did no good until Andrew got on and gave them our address that I had been shouting constantly over Sam's screams.  We sat on the couch while we listened to the sirens getting closer and closer.  The EMT's checked him, and I thought he was still trembling; but then I figured out it was me.  We had our doctor check him out, and he as been close by ever since.  He told me what was crawling on him and that he knows they were not real, now.  I have talked to him to let him know that he needs to let us know if he feels anything like this coming on. 

I have been fighting feeling sorry for myself all week.  I have been tired, and I am old enough to know that is wasted energy! 

Proverbs 3:5-6 says, "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths." 

Such a simple pair of verses to try to remember when I don't understand and when I doubt myself.  That is what I do mostly.  I am thankful for the ones who remind me Who is in control.  They gently remind me that no matter what, He is here.

Thanks to those who pray for our family.  We appreciate the prayers and know God will give us what we need - even on those tough days or during the tough weeks.

A dear friend sent me this song that I had not heard before.  I am sure someone else can benefit from it too.


http://soundcloud.com/plumb-1/08-need-you-now-how-many-times

"Need You Now"  Plumb

Well, everybody's got a story to tell
And everybody's got a wound to be healed
I want to believe there's beauty here
So, I guess you're tired of holding on
I can't let go, I can't move on
I want to believe there's meaning here

Chorus:
How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
Just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now.

Standing on a road I didn't plan
Wondering how I got to where I am
I'm trying to hear that still small voice
I'm trying to hear above the noise

Chorus

Though I walk, though I walk through the shadows
And I, I am so afraid
Please stay, please stay right beside me
With every single step I take

How many times have you heard me cry out?
And how many times have you given me strength?

Chorus

I need you now
I need you now