It’s been a tough day. Rattling of skeletons for me, what with the doctors and being poked and scraped and talking about - y’know, Lady Business. Equally difficult for Glen - for different reasons.
More tests to come and some challenges for the future.
Except this – we know that the Lord will help us at every stage. And whilst, there have been a few tears today, there are many more things to be grateful for.
I’m thankful that
we’re going to a normal doctor to talk about normal problems – not hooked up to an ECG monitor or in a bowel ward or an eating disorder unit.
for friends and family (including many of you) who have been cheering us on and carrying us with kindness.
for the bits of me that do work (I have Spectacular elbows)
for a loving Father to whom we can pour out our hearts and who knows what’s happening even when we don’t
for our cat (who was lost) and has now been found
for hope – not in health or family or anything else that can be taken away. Hope in the Saviour who stoops down to where we are and then gently lifts our head. Always hope in Him.