tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35163347720671573.post1053590053590964982..comments2023-05-15T02:12:37.824-07:00Comments on Days Ordained: Days OrdainedDays Ordainedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15720968940848407655noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35163347720671573.post-43107261766141957692012-12-14T23:29:42.118-08:002012-12-14T23:29:42.118-08:00Carol,
More tears! I've come to believe that ...Carol,<br /><br />More tears! I've come to believe that motherhood is a deep ocean of suffering! Whether we are praying for a sick child, an injured child, or for the salvation of an unrepentant child, there is a constant awareness of our frailty and utter dependence on the Lord. We hurt for our children. I am discovering that this vulnerability to pain will not ease in this lifetime, and perhaps will only increase. How thankful I am for our God who sent HIS SON to suffer for me and for my children, and whose suffering will put an end to ours. What unimaginable love for us!<br /><br />I know this was difficult for you to write. There are many memories of those days and months that will never be shared here on this blog, but I am very thankful that you have joined me in recording more details. It amazes me to see how the threads of our lives meet and touch each other, and that a simple theme as "Days Ordained" mark both of our lives through our sons (and Jon, too). <br /><br />Knowing all that you had already suffered, the phone call I made to you that Saturday was one of the most difficult things I have ever done. Thank you for your faithfulness to your family, and selfless service to us in a time that was incredibly difficult for you. We love you.<br />Days Ordainedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15720968940848407655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35163347720671573.post-55428260275472001812012-12-14T10:40:56.166-08:002012-12-14T10:40:56.166-08:00"Days Ordained"...how those words resona..."Days Ordained"...how those words resonate with me. Psalm 139:16,chosen by David to be inscribed on Michael's tombstone as we grappled with what to put on a child's grave.Then,a decade later,you would choose the same words for your blog.What significance they have for our family.<br /><br />Like you Katherine,this day does not pass without a flood of memories.Once again I recall God's goodness and grace to me as a mom and grandma.Once again I come to His throne with a heart full of thanksgiving for what He has ordained.<br /><br />Time hides some memories but some are etched so very deeply that they cannot fade even with passing years.I can still hear your words on the phone and how time just seemed to stand still for a minute as I tried to comprehend what you were saying.The travel plans are a blur to me, but walking into Children's hospital ICU and the sight I witnessed will always remain with me.To see my precious grandson with screws in his head and weights attached to the band on his head hanging over the bed,preventing any movement of the neck,his body so tiny in that big bed,and there I was,once again in Children's ICU with a tiny child that I could not do anything for, and memories flooding back and the same crushing weight I had felt as a mom,I now felt as a grandma.To see on your face the strain and unbearable stress of 48 hours of uncertainty and lack of sleep,as you worried about Jon in another hospital and your sweet son who needed you so badly at this moment.<br />I remember the scream for help in the middle of the night when Andrew had been sick and we wondered if the injury to his neck had been compromised.I remember another little boy turning 6 and having his cake in a hospital corridor and yet without complaint.I remember Andrew being so patient with me as I am sure I about smothered him once he got home because I really didn't even want him to move for fear he damage further the injured neck.Then there was that trip we took to have a coffee in downtown L.A. Andrew did so well at holding it all together until we returned to the car where he had a complete meltdown.I felt like sitting there by the side of the car and crying with him,it was so heartbreaking.This little child having to endure so much.Andrew was indeed a model patient,rarely ,very rarely,did he ever complain and always had that wink for me before breakfast.Jon,on the other hand,just wanted to get back doing everything he was used to doing.I knew he was an adult and father to 4 but to me he was still my child and I wanted him to slow down and take it easy.BUT...there he was,preaching,standing the whole time,(although they had put a chair behind him)just a few short weeks later.My heart did swell with pride (I must confess).<br /><br />Through it all Katherine ,you were the family's rock.You tended to both of them tirelessly and tenderly in spite of very little sleep and an overwhelming emotional strain.Family life resumed as quickly as possible and adjusted to the new norm.I was so proud of all the children.After several weeks I remember thinking that you all really needed to just be a family again.Yet,as any mom,I wondered if you would all be OK (I know...how silly).Then one day(I don't know if you remember)you came and said to me that you really needed to be Mom again.Then I knew...your little family was on the way to healing.<br /><br />As we remember back,I am also reminded of God's faithfulness and grace to me, and I am once again brought to my knees to thank the Lord,first and foremost for His gift of salvation to me and my family,and then for the peace He gives me in knowing that my family's "Days are Ordained" by my loving Father.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35163347720671573.post-51600526527272680352012-12-14T08:55:14.802-08:002012-12-14T08:55:14.802-08:00Wow, I remember that accident when it happened, an...Wow, I remember that accident when it happened, and how when it was introduced from the pulpit at Grace how I labored in prayer for Jonathan, and Andrew! This was so encouraging, and heartfelt! Thank you for sharing Katherine, and constantly redeeming everything back to the cross where our focus should be. This was something that encouraged me greatly today!Sojo Storieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18122122748588252363noreply@blogger.com