My last post was January of 2015 and we are still here. My daughter comes home soon from 15 months overseas and my mother is still with us. There are no words anymore. She can not stand or move. She is largely unaware of people in the room and stares into nothingness day after day.
Now my Dad and our caregivers are trying to keep up with bed sores and UTIs. Why Jesus? What are you doing and why can't she just go home now?
So we wait. I sang to her this morning and stroked her hair. I know she likes that. And I cried. So much sadness and pain.
My son came with me this time and I took my Dad and brother to a Cubs game in Milwaukee last night. Lots of laughs and a good way to celebrate my Dad's birthday.
Jesus has done other things, important things since last January as well. A deep brokenness has been healed and that's all I will say about that, but I am thankful and amazed that God did it while we have been living in the shadow of death. I do not know His ways, but I know He is good and we stand in awe in the midst of our pain.
so we wait. and we cry. and we pray,"Mercy Lord Jesus".
Come Lord Jesus Come.
