I have officially moved and have unpacked enough that I am able to paint once again. Still I have much work to do but it is coming along slowly but surely.
Overall I are enjoying our new place. It is peaceful, quiet and calming. No more stairs! Yippee. I had managed to fall down the stairs 3 times in the last 6 months at our old place. Hopefully no more accidents. My smallest dog Itsy has found numerous ways to get out of the back yard, she is a little thing who is a digger. She has given me 2 heart attacks already when she found a way out and we were unable to locate her.
I am very content with my situation currently. Sometimes I worry I am being a little lazy and feel guilty for not doing more. God just keeps telling me it time for you to rest and let others take care of things for awhile. I like being spoiled and resting in God, although I still feel a little guilty all the same.
My resting reminds me of how we should rest in our Heavenly Father arms. It also makes my heart cry out to those who struggle like me but do not have other people to be Christ’s arms. While single I completely relied on a couple of Christian sister’s to take care of me. The problem is they had their own lives and did not live with me. There were several occasions I lived with them for short periods between hospital stays. I am thankful for their assistance for without this group of Christian women I would have never made it to where I stand today.
I am so thankful for all these women and others who contributed in ways I will never know but also saddened by the exponential number of people who just walked by. I am reminded of the story of the Good Samaritan. The way I look at my story these women held the pressure on all my wounds to keep me from bleeding out until another arrived to take me to safety. Christ needs more good Samaritans in our world.
“On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to inherit eternal life?” “What is written in the Law?” he replied. “How do you read it?” He answered, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.” “You have answered correctly,” Jesus replied. “Do this and you will live.” But he wanted to justify himself, so he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?” In reply Jesus said: “A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he was attacked by robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him. The next day he took out two denarii and gave them to the innkeeper. ‘Look after him,’ he said, ‘and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.’ “Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?” The expert in the law replied, “The one who had mercy on him.” Jesus told him, “Go and do likewise.” Luke 10:25-37