Monday afternoon. Lee Anne, Rob, and I are just hangin’ out in Rob’s corner suite (ha, ha — well, it IS a big room, meant for two patients, but since his blood counts dictate he mustn’t have a roommate, we’re calling it a suite). Our plan is to stay here and watch the NCAA final game, but it doesn’t start until after 9 pm. If Rob gets too tired, then LA and I may have to high-tail it back to our apartment at half-time…..
We are very thankful for the wonderful medical staff here. I think it helps to look for and recognize the blessings where they are. Surely, we are blessed in many ways that we don’t even realize, every day. It’s one of those sayings that I always remember my mother saying (probably when I started to complain about something): ”Count your blessings!” — really, more profound than it sounds. Have you ever tried to actually count them? I expect, being honest, we’d have to admit that they are too numerous to count!
Psalm 36: 5-9 (from The Message): God’s love is meteoric, his loyalty astronomic, His purpose titanic, his verdicts oceanic. Yet in his largeness nothing gets lost; not a man, not a mouse, slips through the cracks. How exquisite your love, O God! How eager we are to run under your wings, to eat our fill at the banquet you spread as you fill our tankards with Eden spring water. You’re a fountain of cascading light, and you open our eyes to light.