You know the saying ‘Home Sweet Home?”‘ Well, I know the magic of this saying, for it is how I felt when we arrived home after lunch yesterday. What a whirlwind of a few days we have had! I wasn’t going to write but as I lay in bed with a relapse of the sinus bug I’ve had, I wrote this prayer verse to God about how I was feeling and thought I would share it with you.
My tirade is perpetuated with the words: “And yet … “ because every time I thought of all the awful things, a thought would come to me about the good things that had balanced it all out.
Home Sweet Home
Lord, there are tears close to the surface
I want to cry but I’m not even sure why
I’m sad and life has lost its shine today
I went through so much this week I scarce can take it in!
I’ve stopped and as I look back I see that so many things were going on:
- Sylvia’s illness: will she survive this?
- Frustrated by her husband telling everyone she’ll never come home
- Fighting off a virus bug and headaches
- Maria’s girls fighting and running away on Sun night in the rain!
- My tooth filling coming out and no one able to fix it
- Not being able to eat or talk because of it cutting my tongue
- Poor Geoff with the car breaking down … not once but twice!
- His glasses falling apart in his hands
- Searching in the car for dentists without success
- Me losing my good watch along the way
I feel attacked Lord by unseen forces … it hurts!
And yet …
A dentist phoned later on feeling sorry for me and fitting me in
Maria came to rescue me while Geoff waited for breakdown service
Then there was my sorrow over Sylvia mixed in with all the difficulties
Wanting to scream but unable to do so
Holding it all together as we came and went to the hospital
Lord, how did I survive it all?
I really don’t know!
And yet …
Grace and strength was given when I needed it
The night booked at a Caloundra Resort was a reprieve for our weary souls
Sure, it was home to chaos as bags were unpacked and things put away
So much still to do but no energy to do it
And then a sleepless night coughing …. thoughts running rampant
As I tried to make sense of the week that was
Living on painkillers, nasal sprays and pills to keep going
What was it all about Lord?
And where to from here?
Now I’ve stopped I’ve fallen in a heap
So weighed down by all that has happened
Sadness over the difficulties of life
Quieten my spirit Lord and give me comfort today
Fill the places in my heart that are hurting … with your warmth and your love
The Gym Challenge beckons tonight and tomorrow
But I’m too tired and sick to care
And yet …
Perhaps I will wait and start back at the gym with Pat on Tuesday instead?
Quietly does it … allow time to heal
For as I write I realise Geoff’s working today has given me space
Time to myself
A message this morning says Shakespeare classes are cancelled on Monday
God always knew that I would have this time after all!
Thank you Lord
Thank you for grace given to keep going when I needed to
And time and space to rest now that it is over
I am consoled by the amazing sight of Sylvia sitting in her chair
So much better as we left than when we arrived
And yes …
I think I’ll take a deep, deep breathe and relax
Before the next round of engagements start-up in another week’s time
Next week is looking free and easy
I am feeling better already
Oh Lord, how sweet it is:
Home … Sweet … Home!