Remember
There’s a lot of things I will remember about the road trip
that we’ve been on these past two weeks and there are many things I will not
remember.
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| The massive doors on the ark |
I will remember going to see the Ark in Kentucky and how
impressive it was, but I won’t remember everything I saw on board that huge
boat.
I will remember going for a cool boat ride deep down in a cavern, but, I likely won’t remember the name of that cavern a year from now.
I will remember going for a cool boat ride deep down in a cavern, but, I likely won’t remember the name of that cavern a year from now.
I will remember going to a number of Amish restaurants and
shops, but, I definitely won’t remember how we got there.
I will remember laughing so hard in the one Amish Gift Shop that two ladies joined in the laughter not even knowing what I was laughing at. It was a toy; by the way that we did land up buying so look out Mark & Tina, it’s coming to your house!!
I will remember laughing so hard in the one Amish Gift Shop that two ladies joined in the laughter not even knowing what I was laughing at. It was a toy; by the way that we did land up buying so look out Mark & Tina, it’s coming to your house!!
I will remember getting lost in the countryside looking for
those Amish shops, following strange directions, streets with no names, signs
hidden in corn fields or behind trees, lots of u-turns, too many to count and
that silly GPS woman who led us on many a merry chase whether in the city or around the countryside. Ah yes, I will remember most of that, but
especially I will remember Wes’ calm nature reminding me that we would get
there, we just have to be patient.
I won’t remember the names of all the hotels we stayed at
because there were so many, but, I will remember the Baymont in Onalaska
because that’s where we were staying when the Mayo Clinic contacted me to let
us know that Wes was not a candidate for the laser ablation procedure because
the tumor was too large and that the specialist also felt that the Mayo Clinic
could not add anything significant to our current treatment plan. I will always remember that moment.
I won’t remember the color of the couch I was sitting on
when I broke down as I read the email from Mayo, but, I do remember my husband
comforting me in his strong and silent way.
After we processed the news we talked and decided God had a different plan and that we would go with
whatever HSC could do for us, pray that the Temozolomide would do what it needs
to do, continue to enjoy life, be thankful that Wes is doing so well right now
and just keep moving along. In other
words, live life! We will remember to do that!
I will remember feeling disheartened after the news and
though I won’t remember all the restaurants that we ate at and there were a LOT
I will remember this one. Shawnee Bar
& Grill. Because that’s where God
met my bruised heart. It was there that
I sat with Wes the following day and in that small restaurant with the honky
tonk music playing in the background, the loud conversations all around us I sat in silence in the booth and suddenly all the
busyness in the restaurant faded away as God so clearly shared one word with me.
Remember
In the loudness of our surroundings I watched my husband bow
his head to pray for our food, his voice much quieter now because of the
steroids, but, his faith as loud as ever.
He would pray for his food…unashamed.
Yes, Father, I will remember that.
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| A cute mouse in Wisconsin |
I will remember to be so very thankful that Wes is doing so
well despite all odds, thank you Father!
I will not remember the name of every person who has said, “I’m
praying for you!”, but, I will remember that many many people are committed to praying
for us and for our family! Oh those
prayers are so incredibly important; they give us hope and strength. They remind us that we are not alone in this
fight.
I will sadly remember that another door has closed, but, I
will not forget the one who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or
imagine.
And if I have a temporary memory lapse anywhere along our
journey, like forgetting to trust or to be grateful or to those times when I will forget to fix my eyes on him, well, I know my Father will gently remind me and he'll ever so lovingly steer me back to his heart because that’s just the kind of
Father he is.
Therefore we do not lose heart. Though
outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
For our light and
momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs
them all. So we fix our
eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is
temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18
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