Thank you for sharing your story. As I read about the moments of the resurrection in our lives. I recalled the first of several unexpected surgeries my son had. One day during his senior year of high school, we were watching a movie together as family. My son went to the restroom and came back and said something is wrong and within 10 minutes, he collapsed. We took him to the ER. Only to find out that he was bleeding internally. Doctors could not find the source of the internal bleeding for three days.
During this time I did not know if he was going to make it. He grew weaker, losing more and more blood. Somehow I began thanking God for the privilege to be pregnant, to give birth, and to raise this beautiful child. I gave thanks for every special moment. I could think of that I had shared with my son. The doctors found the source of the bleeding and performed immediate surgery. And I remember the surgeon said to us, this condition is generally determined post mortem.
Wow, that's a fantastic story. Thank you so much for sharing it. Your response was beautiful. Your determination to be grateful for every aspect of your son's life when you thought he was dying is an example I will remember. Thanks again.
I’m 66 years old, a five year pancreatic cancer survivor, and on May 2, I will have my first monthly infusion of a new drug to treat Alzheimer’s. At this point, each morning that I open my eyes is a resurrection. A daily resurrection in my own home with my husband of 36 years. One day, I’ll awaken in my eternal home in heaven.
I love the idea of ongoing, bit-by-bit resurrections. "This is what resurrection means to me. It’s not always a transformation in a single moment. Sometimes it’s light breaking through in the dark.... Just enough to see the next step." My nature wants to look for the BIG revelations, but what if our daily lives are resurrections in progress?
And, btw; I'll never unsee the vision of you on the floor of Walmart....
Thank you so much, Kathleen. You get it exactly — my nature is the same way, always scanning for the big, dramatic moment. But so often, the daily flickers of light are the real miracles. I'm so glad that idea resonated with you!
And yes... sadly, my Walmart floor moment is seared into my brain too. 😂
The saying that “Life happens while you’re making plans.”comes to mind. The resurrection power shown in the saving of our marriage when it was completely broken wasn’t a “thunder bolt experience. Yet more like you described , a decision to stay in it and a daily healing process.
Thank you for sharing this. We tend to think things should change quickly, but they rarely do. So many people need hope for their marriages, and your story will inspire them.
“That was resurrection power. It didn’t feel dramatic then, more like exhaustion, but I grew in trust, patience, and peace. That’s how I knew God was at work.”
I love that description, Patty. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Patty, I so relate to this post! I too “.. lose awareness of what’s happening around me all the time. I get caught up in my thoughts, plans…” but I do it too often while walking, resulting in two sprained ankles and a fractured foot within the same year! (Not a simple thing to bounce back from at my age.) I’m back on two feet and trying to be more aware and present, giving thanks for what’s happening at the moment as we do our best to raise our grandson.
Holidays make me nervous too, and sometimes that leads me on a downward spiral. But for today, I’m grateful for the plans we have this Easter, and for the myriad ways God is meeting my grandson’s needs, above and beyond all I could ask or imagine.
I hope you have a wonderful Easter with Charlotte, with your family and friends, and with Jesus.
We have so much in common. Yes, we had a wonderful Easter. Charlotte was exhausted, but sweet and happy all day. Her manic days are getting farther apart. I hope you and your family, especially your little grandson, had a happy Easter too.
Thank you for sharing your story. As I read about the moments of the resurrection in our lives. I recalled the first of several unexpected surgeries my son had. One day during his senior year of high school, we were watching a movie together as family. My son went to the restroom and came back and said something is wrong and within 10 minutes, he collapsed. We took him to the ER. Only to find out that he was bleeding internally. Doctors could not find the source of the internal bleeding for three days.
During this time I did not know if he was going to make it. He grew weaker, losing more and more blood. Somehow I began thanking God for the privilege to be pregnant, to give birth, and to raise this beautiful child. I gave thanks for every special moment. I could think of that I had shared with my son. The doctors found the source of the bleeding and performed immediate surgery. And I remember the surgeon said to us, this condition is generally determined post mortem.
Wow, that's a fantastic story. Thank you so much for sharing it. Your response was beautiful. Your determination to be grateful for every aspect of your son's life when you thought he was dying is an example I will remember. Thanks again.
I’m 66 years old, a five year pancreatic cancer survivor, and on May 2, I will have my first monthly infusion of a new drug to treat Alzheimer’s. At this point, each morning that I open my eyes is a resurrection. A daily resurrection in my own home with my husband of 36 years. One day, I’ll awaken in my eternal home in heaven.
Carpe Diem! 💝
Your attitude inspires me!
I love the idea of ongoing, bit-by-bit resurrections. "This is what resurrection means to me. It’s not always a transformation in a single moment. Sometimes it’s light breaking through in the dark.... Just enough to see the next step." My nature wants to look for the BIG revelations, but what if our daily lives are resurrections in progress?
And, btw; I'll never unsee the vision of you on the floor of Walmart....
Thank you so much, Kathleen. You get it exactly — my nature is the same way, always scanning for the big, dramatic moment. But so often, the daily flickers of light are the real miracles. I'm so glad that idea resonated with you!
And yes... sadly, my Walmart floor moment is seared into my brain too. 😂
The saying that “Life happens while you’re making plans.”comes to mind. The resurrection power shown in the saving of our marriage when it was completely broken wasn’t a “thunder bolt experience. Yet more like you described , a decision to stay in it and a daily healing process.
Thank you for sharing this. We tend to think things should change quickly, but they rarely do. So many people need hope for their marriages, and your story will inspire them.
“That was resurrection power. It didn’t feel dramatic then, more like exhaustion, but I grew in trust, patience, and peace. That’s how I knew God was at work.”
I love that description, Patty. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks Kristen. The biggest lesson I've learned is that I must be patient.
Thank you Patty, I so relate to this post! I too “.. lose awareness of what’s happening around me all the time. I get caught up in my thoughts, plans…” but I do it too often while walking, resulting in two sprained ankles and a fractured foot within the same year! (Not a simple thing to bounce back from at my age.) I’m back on two feet and trying to be more aware and present, giving thanks for what’s happening at the moment as we do our best to raise our grandson.
Holidays make me nervous too, and sometimes that leads me on a downward spiral. But for today, I’m grateful for the plans we have this Easter, and for the myriad ways God is meeting my grandson’s needs, above and beyond all I could ask or imagine.
I hope you have a wonderful Easter with Charlotte, with your family and friends, and with Jesus.
We have so much in common. Yes, we had a wonderful Easter. Charlotte was exhausted, but sweet and happy all day. Her manic days are getting farther apart. I hope you and your family, especially your little grandson, had a happy Easter too.