My Times are in Your Hands
I say, “You are my God.”
15 My times are in your hands
(Thank you to our sweet friends who let us borrow their vehicle! It was so comfy I fell asleep on the way home :)) I’m sure anytime you come home from vacation, it always feels good to be home. You miss sleeping in your own bed and to some extent, miss the routine of life….
When I received the portal message last week that no trace of leukemia was found in my body, of course I cried, but I wasn’t quite sure what to do next? In a way, it was anticlimactic in the sense that I wasn’t in a doctor’s office, celebrating with my doctor. Dan wasn’t home, and…
As I stepped out our van today in our church parking lot, I strapped on my mask and walked through the all too familiar doors of our church. It had been 2 months since I last stepped foot into a service, but still masked because I had been in chemo the prior two months. It…
A couple of weeks ago I had read Job 37:1-16. I am working on reading the Bible chronologically and little did I know that chronologically, Job comes after Genesis (the exact time of when Job was written is unknown, but it was thought to be aroubd 1800BC). While reading through the book of Job, I…
My oncologist called yesterday and the first thing she asked was if Dan was around to hear the results. Immediately I started to panic and thought oh no, maybe it’s not what we thought it was. We were thinking that I had little to no leukemia in my blood, but maybe this wasn’t the case?…
On the high school retreat last weekend, the speaker was talking about letting go. What can you let go of, so that God can use it to further His Kingdom? For example, he spoke of the staff that Moses had, that God turned into a snake. By itself, the staff was just a staff. But…