Good Morning.
Door County Mocha Mint Coffee swirls in my cup today. The aroma woke me up well before my alarm clock.
I want to apologize for not posting yesterday. My day did not allow for any time to be able to do so.
Let me explain. Monday night found me coming home from work to my wife who had experienced some type of a small misstep and had an extremely sore leg. After looking at her leg I knew that a trip to the hospital was inevitable. The night went into the morning and being tired the blog did not get written. At first the diagnosis was thought to be a blood clot. It wasn't. But we are facing the need for a leg muscle repair with an orthopedic surgeon. I thought about giving in and asking God "why us"? But then I thought about it and who am I to question what happens. But I did ask God to help us get through this. And He will help us, this I have no doubt.
My dear wife is in pain and not really comfortable. As I helped her to get cleaned up last night and brought her some milk and a peanut butter cookie she said "thanks, if you get me an ice pack there is only one more thing I need." I asked what that could be? Rene replied "all I want to see is you headed to bed. You are exhausted. If I need something I will call out to you. Please take care of you!"
Ok a bad thing happened to a good person. But in that I see that she lives her Bible.
Philippians 2:1-11 ESV
So if there is any encouragement in Christ, any comfort from love, any participation in the Spirit, any affection and sympathy, complete my joy by being of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind. Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus,
So I do ask for prayer for Rene. But I must say once again. I am blessed to have someone worry about me while she suffers. Thank you all.
God bless,
Marty
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