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a general update

  • My sister, after dealing with the loss of husband's job and their home (with only one month to find a new place to live...gotta love/hate "ministry" jobs), now has a new rental place, my bro-in-law has found a job serving as an interim nearby... now she has a broken knee cap.
  • Our stupid economy...this whole Wall Street protest, while it has its merits, is both stupidity at its worst and democracy at its best. I'm more than a tad angered. I'm tired of people not willing to work and expecting the government or others to bail them out, while I'm also frustrated with business leaders (should we insert the KJV term "Masters" here?) who do not think/treat their employers as fellow brothers. We have found the enemy...and it is us.
  • Melissa, mother of 2, and future church planter to TX, found out that chemo did not shrink the tumors and is now heading back for more. It's bad when it's someone you love or an old person, but when it hits a young person with small children, my heart cries out "why?"
  • One of my closest friends from HS whom I had lost touch with, shared that she had lost a child in 2004. The anniversary of his death on the football field is next week.
  • I've had three good friends lose parents in the last four months.  It's hard figuring out ways to let them know you care without re-opening wounds.
I know that my Redeemer lives...and that makes today, with all its turmoil and jumbling thoughts, the day that He has made, worth dealing with.

Comments

Jennifer said…
I love you, Monica, and I do know that you care. After going through this I realize that no matter what you say or do it still hurts. Yes, trying to comfort might open wounds again, but also saying nothing is probably worse. I think I know now how to handle things when others go through the same thing.
Lydia said…
I really love the entire 19th chapter of Job for focusing on our Redeemer during tough times: vs25-27 For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the last he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been thus destroyed, yet in my flesh I shall see God, whom I shall see for myself,and my eyes shall behold, and not another. My heart faints within me!

As for knowing what to say....better to say something than nothing. Studies show that most support that occurs during a loved one's illness ENDS after the death of that person. I find this to be true, yet it is the hardest time because finally we have to deal with our emotions and loneliness, etc and unfortunately, there is no one there:(

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