This weekend was just one of those weekends. I guess you could say I was in a bit of a funk. A little stuck.
Nothing too daunting, or that prayer could not see me through. I just have been waking in immense pain. I think per my personality I have over done it a little. My breasts felt like they were on fire, and I was extremely exhausted by the pain.
Healing from a double mastectomy is not just wham bam, and you’re healed. It is a lot of rest, and recovery. I don’t do very well sitting still. My sleep was suffering which doubled up with my mood. My poor husband who just wants to fix me, oh what to do?!? I know he could feel my energy, and it made him sad.
His suggestion yesterday was sweet, and very compassionate. Knowing he might have the chance at getting snipped at a bit. “Let’s go for a drive honey.” It took all of me to muster enough energy, but there we were side by side in the car. His hand in mine, and knowing that I probably needed to get out of the house I managed a half smile. A little laughter here, and there too. For how sweet of gesture for him to do. He could have left me at home, suffering with pain. Nope! He was kind, and his heart was 100% sacrificial love for his bride. He could not bare to see me not my usual bubbly self.
As we were driving, and talking I looked up in the sky. Oh my it was a heart shaped in the fluff, baby blue too. It was timely to say the least. I felt God made that heart just for my eyes to see. Of course I proceeded to take a picture of it. So in my pain, and rather dull mood I looked up, and oh my the sky was a beautiful shade of gray hues with a heart right there in the middle. I felt God in that moment. He made me realize the gift in my husband, and the gift in life. I might have been in extreme pain, but the cancer is no more. That sky was for me to see on that drive (suggested by my sweet husband). I know this for sure when we are connected to God He meets us in our need. He met me there in the car with my stare, and He gave me a heart shaped in a cloud to reveal his presence. It woke me from my hum drum mood. Before long my husband, and I were both rocking out to an old 80’s song. Air guitars, and all.
So classic, in an instant with God we can go from being a zero to a ten. He lifts the spirit, and He knew in that in that moment I needed my baby blue heart surrounded by puffy gray clouds for only my eyes to see. Jesus met me there in my car, with a heart in the sky to catch only my eye. Timely
“My times are in Your hands …” Psalm 31:15. At the right time, God will provide your need. At the right time, God will deliver you. At the right time, God will rescue you.