I had OT today alongside of a gal that had broke her back for the second time. As we commiserated with one another while taking a break in our regimen at what we are calling the torture chamber (PT and OT room) she shared with me that she is terminal. She wants to get home to spend the final months of her life with her husband and beloved cat.
We talked throughout our 70 min. session. We also laughed, grunted, sweat, and cried side by side.
Now, back in my room, I pray she gets well enough to move home. Her hubby and cat are waiting. Won't you also offer a prayer for her intention as well? Thank you.

In my heart of hearts, I don't believe that God gives us trials to test us or to make us strong. However, in the midst of tough times, it seems that when I am able to offer my temporary sadness, frustration, pain, whatever to God and accept how things are, our gracious God takes my offering and Grace shows up in unexpected places. When we are at our lowest, we get to see God's mercy in the conversations and kindness of the people around us. Amazing! "Yes, I accept whatever You give, and I give whatever You take. Amen"

And so the story begins...

STOP, children. What's that sound? Everyone look what's going down.
(Photo taken Feb 9th, Lake Kachess State Park)