Just a quick post today. I was hoping to write more, but we have been playing catch up big time since my husband's illness, both financially, with work and with household chores. Let alone trying to actually spend some time with the children?!
My eldest daughter continues to be a challenge, having been caught speaking to her 'boyfriend' on a friend's phone twice last week. She then told us that she likes her eldest brother, tolerates her youngest siblings and hates us and still wants to leave. But God encouraged me by reminding me that before she was born, when she was well overdue, He gave me a dream the night before they'd threatened to induce me.
In the dream I was in church, with people all around me, and my back against a wall. I said to the people something along the lines of: "No matter how difficult a situation, even when you're backed into a corner, God can turn the situation around 180 degrees."
I was doing a Maths Degree at the time so the 180 degrees bit spoke clearly to me. In hospital later that day my daughter was thankfully diagnosed breech due to one midwife questioning her position. So pleased she did, or I would've been induced breech and they wouldn't have known until a bum came out instead of a head, and I was screaming. To birth breech has a very high risk of death to the baby, and can't imagine it's much good for the mum either.
But thanks to God stepping in, my daughter was turned the 180 degrees spoken of in the dream. It took 5 goes, and she was the largest, latest baby they'd ever done (9lb 2oz and 14 days overdue). But thanks to a successful turning (I knew it would work, God gave me such peace), she was born naturally. God brought her forth via a miracle.
Being reminded of that was awesome as I can now know God can turn this dreadful situation around too.
But I have a more pressing issue to deal with. My eldest son woke us at 4am with abdominal pain and feeling unwell. We've been up since then. He got progressively worse and was ambulance into hospital with suspected appendicitis. They're holding off doing an op as his symptoms are not completely in line with appendicitis, but he definitely has acute abdominal pain, an infection and a fever and is very poorly. Poor chap has been nil by mouth all day. My husband is staying overnight with him whilst I hold the fort at home, and we'll swap again in the morning. But we're all shattered and rather concerned, but doing our best to trust.
But essentially they don't know what it is and we really need God to step in and heal him. Effectively to save him.
If you're someone who prays, we'd truly value your support. This has been a ridiculous fortnight - two family members rushed to hospital in ambulances in acute pain, trying to keep a business going and income coming in (with one chap who is dreadful at paying and owes us loads, yet he's very wealthy), and dealing with the Police and a very difficult teenage daughter/situation. It's only because of God that I'm not a quivering wreck!
Anyway, be blessed and will keep you updated : )
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