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Sunday, August 14, 2016

Happy Sunday!

From here...


to


here!

Today has been a good day...


Graced to watch him shuffle around his house
with that happy smile.

Gratitude rising from bended knee this day.

My Love, Always,
                      Jane


Friday, August 12, 2016

Geese Crossings and Ambulance Drivers

Another day spent behind these hospital walls with nurses and doctors, breathing treatments, blood tests and endless other important medical activities...

Dad is continuing to mend.  And I am continuing to worship grateful.

As I was leaving tonight heading home. I happened to pull in behind an ambulance leaving the ER bay.  As they approached the stop sign that exited us out of the parking lot, they slowed to a crawl and, well, perhaps a picture would make you smile...


A family of geese casually crossing the road... A sliver of joy split my heart.

The ambulance driver waiting patiently until all were across before pulling out.  {Love}

And all was well until one of the geese had a moment of indecision and that messed everybody up!


Do we stay the course and journey on?
Maybe we should turn around and go back?

I am sure there is an appropriate lesson somewhere here,
but I am way too tired to make sense of it...

In the end,
well....


The family headed back to the grassy knoll from which they came
and decided the bug hunting was superb there after all.
(Or so I imagine that's how it went...)

You never know who will be gracing your path each day...

Grateful for moments of happy joy
even in the midst of dad's worrisome hospital stay!

Thursday, August 11, 2016

And here we are...

Back in the ER...



Dad has struggled with days of fatigue, a worsening cough, and lungs that refuse to behave.  This has led us to back to familiar ground. 

But this time no pneumonia.  Cheers!

Just a complicated, frustrating, overwhelmingly intense COPD flare-up.  The kind where panic is written with each labored breath.

Grateful beyond measure that I just happened to be spending the night, but still reeling from the jarring, disorienting wake-up as dad called for me, past midnight, hoarse and frantic.  By the time I reached him, his lungs were closing, and his eyes spoke fear, suffocating and real.

As we rushed thru the darkened night to the closest ER, minutes, precious minutes, passed as dad struggled to hold on, the hissing of the oxygen tanks competing with the distressed wheezing of each ragged breath.

I found myself breathing with him... desperately willing oxygen into his starved lungs.

No prayers would come... Just Jesus, please.  Jesus.

Jesus.

Jesus

And He was there.

I realized much later that His name was prayer in and of itself.  These times when our heartache, our cries, our desperation are the call He longs to answer... our groanings are the prayers spoken long and deep without words... just our broken, sobbing, mess of need...

And He hears.

"God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along.  If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans.  He knows us far better than we know ourselves... and keeps us present before God."
                                       ~ Romans 8:26-27, The Message

Jesus.  His name is all we need.  No, there wasn't a miraculous healing in that moment.  Dad's damaged lungs remained scarred and stiff.  But a Calm descended and from somewhere it steadied my voice and stressed commands gave way to soothing encouragement.  His breathing slowed and his eyes closed as he concentrated on the next breath...and the next...

There was a Presence that held us together.  And I know now it was His arms holding us close. 

Dad isn't out of the woods, but he is resting and breathing more comfortably in Room 201.   

Jesus.  Breathing His name in prayer.  And continuing to lift up Dad as the doctors tend his fragile lungs and give comfort in the days ahead...

Graced to call on the name of Jesus this day, for He promises always to meet us in our deepest need.

Always,
           Jane


Friday, August 5, 2016

Do It Now

May there be no regrets at the end of this journey,,,



From my heart to yours...  {go live your best life}

Take that leap, cross the bridge, open your arms in spite of fear,
speak your heart, trust His plan...
and do it now, because sometimes later becomes... never

Journeying with Gratitude this day...

     ~ for second chances
     ~ for sunny skies
     ~ for a father who loves me
     ~ for doctors and nurses who work their craft with wisdom and compassion
     ~ for joy and hope in the midst of struggle
     ~ for family who hold the line when all around crumbles

Choosing Now over Never...

                                        My Love, Always,
                                                                Jane

Friday, July 29, 2016

Sitting in His Sovereignty

Sometimes a week can just suck the life right out of you...

Maybe you've been there.  We have.  These past days have been trying.

A beloved pet... gone too soon.

A investment soured... bankruptcy updates not what we had hoped.

A care-giving trial... dad's health and frustrations simmer low and long.

And in the midst of the hard, we saw this video-story of Chloe:


... beautiful, beautiful, tear-soaking, heart-lifting story.  I needed this story.  Now.  In the middle of our hurting. And whether you are struggling with infertility or cancer, or loss or heartache, we can be reminded, completely and utterly, that God's Love and Sovereignty over our lives has not changed, nor will it ever... even despite a week like this one past of woes and worries and weeping.

And so...

We choose to Sit in His Sovereignty.
We choose to lift our tear-stained faces to Him.



We choose to proclaim our worship
to the One whose love is better than life...

Even on the hard days.

Graced to lift heavy hands today, because we have seen His Power and Glory,
Always,
       Jane



Rest Sweetly in Peace
our little Petie...
You were loved mightily!
2004-2016


Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Healing Pancreatic Cancer... Naturally?

All along this journey, the one theme that overwhelms is finding a cure... A cure for pancreatic cancer...

Fighting pancreatic cancer until the battle is won.  Healing. Wholeness. 

Becoming a pancreatic cancer survivor, living life glorious beyond cancer's grip...

We have shared many stories along the way... and laughed and cried... and celebrated those stories... today there is another...

And it is a good story.  With abundant thanksgiving for a good God.  And healing from the terrifying diagnosis of pancreatic cancer.

Please meet Kathryn Hahn. 



She writes and inspires at her blog Kay's Hope For Cancer.

And her story began like so many with pancreatic cancer.  Fear, despair, and debilitating treatments.  7 types of chemotherapy that first year... and still she worsened.

Until a friend set her on a path to alternative healing...

She shares a general rundown on her protocol of healing cancer naturally on her blog, with updates here... here is just a little sample:

"I am using the Gerson Therapy. I have done a lot of research and talked to people who have healed using this protocol and I completely believe in it. This means following the above steps, with eating a certain way, and 10-13 specific vegetable juices a day and 3-4 coffee enemas. Drinking this many vegetable juices a day, which is about 7-8 pounds of carrots a day along with all of the green vegetables, floods your system with a ton of good enzymes and nutrients. This will push all the bad toxins into blood stream. The coffee enemas cleanse the toxins out and detox's the liver. www.gerson.com

My green juice consists of:
Organic.
Dark green lettuces – ¼ to ½ of a head (depending on the size of the lettuce): red and green leaf    lettuces, romaine, endives.  Iceberg is useless and do not use  Escarole – 2 or 3 leaves  Beet tops (young inner leaves) – 2 to 3 leaves  Watercress – 5 or 6 leaves  Red cabbage – 2 or 3 leaves  Green bell pepper – ¼  Swiss chard – little  Green apple – 1   
Then I drink 2 plain 8 oz carrot juices a day and 3-5 carrot/apple juices"


Kathryn also discusses the essential supplements, including Essiac Tea as well as the Budwig formula that she includes in her healing regimen...

Read her blog.  Research, research, research.  Talk with your loved ones, talk with your medical team... If Chemotherapy and Radiation are not working for you, perhaps her story will be an encouragement.

This, of course, is not a promise of healing or a cure.  How we wish it were so.  But it is the story of one woman's journey through pancreatic cancer and her choices to use alternative treatments and natural therapies.

We could never replace your doctor or medical team.  These are decisions that only you can make.

Just another option.  An option that perhaps we need to explore. 

Mom's doctor gave her 3 to 6 months, even with the best known cancer treatment he had available.  I wonder, so many times I wonder, would she still be here with us now if we had explored this option and given it our serious attention...

Our journey presses on.  Praying for the healing we long for... each one...

May Grace light the way, Always,
                                                 Jane

Friday, July 8, 2016

Let Light drive out the Darkness...

and Let our Love drive out all Hate...


Praying for Dallas this day
...and Baton Rouge and St. Paul...
as our hearts grieve sore for all who are touched by these tragedies...

"He will be our Peace."
   Micah 5:5