A personal account of my dealings with progressive multiple sclerosis. And my battle with trigeminal neuralgia and the brain surgery that stopped the pain!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Bout to Burst

All looks good for Granny's Big Trip to Texas tomorrow. To spend some time with folks that I so admire. A complete treat. Wanted to mention that although there have been some serious fervishly fatigued days as of recent. My health has been good enough to get things together for this really unique and precious opportunity.

I know the Lord's hand is on the trip. And my health is indeed in His hands. Some one commented on my last post that I should spend more time focusing on the positive rather than the negative of life. And normally that is my outlook. God knows that weakness drags one emotionally low as well as physically.

And then He decided (through the kindness of others) to allow me this exciting visit. So I am trusting that He'll also allow for the good health needed to enjoy every minute of it. Thank You Lord Jesus.. Thank you Neal & Cali and Thank You Tommy for allowing me to leave you for a week just because you love me. Thank you friends for taking time to pray!

Oh let us magnify the Lord together. Let us exalt His Name for He is Worthy of our praise!

I'll keep you posted. Most likely from my switchinggrannysstuff.blogspot.com

Friday, July 10, 2009

A rant in weakness

Yes, last night's post might have looked like my "goodbye" to this world. But it wasn't! I was just my expressing my desire to be free from this flesh and present with my Lord.

And it is when I'm sick that I feel the most desirous of my eternal home.

Here is the deal that has me down:

Its having to give up on things that I so want to participate in. I've mentioned before how difficult it is to be undependable where I can't even count on myself!

A few months ago I lost a $50.00 deposit for a weekend retreat that I was looking really forward to attending, because illness made it impossible for me to attend.

And now I'm looking at this S'mores & More family weekend. I really want to go. We've invited the Grandkids. I can't imagine not being able to participate.

Right now I am just praying my heart out that I will be well enough later in the day to pack and get ready.

In less than two weeks I've been entirely blessed with plane tickets to spend a week with some precious online friends in Texas. How I hope and pray that I can count on that.

So I get a choice.. ultimately should I just give up on making plans and sit here without any excited expectations around the corner? Or should I continue making plans with the knowledge that there is a possibility that it won't work out? I figure I should keep on hoping for the best and count on being able to do these things.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

I want to leave memories of great joy

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

You don't know what will happen tomorrow. What is life? You are a mist that is seen for a moment and then disappears. James 4:14

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. Hebrews 12:1-3

For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.
2 Tim 4:6-8

A good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one's birth. Ecclesiastes 7:1

Whom having not seen, you love; in whom, though now you see him not, yet believing, you rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory: 1 Peter 1:8

I'm not sure why I am consumed with the knowledge as of recent that my time is at hand. But if my Maker is allowing me the ability to be aware of my departure from this clay; I must say with a pure heart that it is only by His grace that I will be counted worthy to stand in that day.

May my short time on this earth allow for some eternal weight of glory.
And may the memories I leave bring glory to His Name and assurance to those who are yet lost and seeking to be found.

I desire to be with Him... but He may have work for me yet here. My days are in His hands and my salvation is sure. Because of what He has done- All is well with my soul.

Even so Come Quickly Lord Jesus

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Love Jesus! Mac Enthusiast! Love all things tech!

Married to high school sweetheart for 42 years! 
Multiple Sclerosis tries to get me down. 
Previous Trigeminal Neuralgia sufferer-successful MVD in Nov of 2006. 
Mother of 2 grown sons. GrandMother
Gardener, Twittering Lady.
Podcast lover. Previous fitness instructor.. previous Childbirth educator, previous school bus driver, previous racewalker.

Lots of previous.. but unending future! Gifts: encouragement, helps, discernment. Lover of People.

Recently my youngest son 33yrs old- (now 37)  was  diagnosed with early onset Parkinson's disease- this is the toughest road yet. But by God's divine hand- we'll survive. 


I am exceedingly humbled that He knows me by name and actually died that I might live. And then He sought me out! This is joy unspeakable.


Did I mention that I had an uncle named Steve ?