God comes through...again

My father-in-law saw the heart specialist in St. Paul yesterday and everything looks OK. The results of the echocardiogram that he had done a few weeks ago showed that there really hasn't been any change. That's great news! They gave him the option of going with either a pacemaker, a defibrilator or a combo of the two. This is an option to him, so he's decided to go ahead and get the combo put in. Looks like that surgery will take place on May 10, so any prayers you can offer up for safety, recovery, etc, would be really welcome. I think he's feeling a lot better just knowing that things look OK. It has to be really stressful when you think something is wrong with your heart. Now hopefully once the combo is put in it'll help him feel even better. The specialist has reduced one of his medications slightly so we're hoping that'll take away the feeling of dizzyness that he's had recently. Anyway...on my way to work this morning I was thinking about how God has come through for us again. Then that got me to thinking about how I feel that God comes through for me ONLY when He answers prayers the way I want Him to answer. Is that selfish or what?? I'm usually pretty good about knowing that God has three ways of answering prayers: yes, no, wait. I really do have a pretty good grasp about that concept. But I didn't have too good of a grasp on that when Mark had the job thing happen again in February. I lost it then. Looking back on it I'm feeling a bit guilty about not being more faithful, trusting, etc, but I also realize that I have a God who understands, forgives and loves no matter what I do.

So, God, thanks for answering these prayers about my father-in-law in the way I wanted you to answer them. I realize that sometime there will be an answer that I don't want or don't understand. Help me remain faithful and trusting when that happens.

Speaking of prayer...please pray for Evelyn and Richard Peterson. They are friends from church. Their 20 year old granddaughter died this week in a freaky kind of allergic reaction to either an antibiotic or Benedryl. It's a long story and I won't give you details, just keep that whole family in your prayers. What a tough time for them.

Happy last day of Winter...YEAH!!! Here's a poem to celebrate the end of another long winter in the frozen tundra:

Good-bye and Hello
by Barbara Anthony

Good-bye, ice skates.
Good-bye, sled.
Good-bye, winter;
Spring's ahead.

Good-bye, leggings.
Good-bye, snow.
Good-bye, winter. Spring, hello!

Hello, crocus.
Hello, kite.
Good-bye, winter
Spring's in sight!

Hello, jumprope.
Hello, swing.
Good-bye winter!
Hello, spring!

Here's another great one!! I hate winter so much...except it's so much fun to watch Hope have fun in the snow.

Say Goodbye to Winter
The Victorian Poetry Club

Say Goodbye to Winter
That’s all I want to do.
To never feel its bitter cold
Chilling my bones through and through.
Say Goodbye to Winter
Go ahead, uncover your ears.
Away, north wind blow
Take with you all of our fears.
Say Goodbye to Winter
Farewell to ice and snow.
The flowers of Spring will soon be coming,
Please tell me you do now know.
Say Goodbye to Winter
Hello to Mr. Spring.
We look forward to his coming
And the many colors that with him he will bring.

Love,
Melody