I finally decided to get up at 5 am since I had been awake since 3:45. Many things swirling around in my mind, most of which I should lay to rest. The mountain of boxes in the garage that must be sorted through after their long trip from Alaska, my collection of orchid plants which I am thinking of giving away because they no longer have a place to be since Catherine and Liam took over the room I kept them in, the old run-down kitchen which we had planned on replacing this year but now we will have to wait on because we have no idea how long it will be before Catherine can get on her own feet with a baby in tow. The prospect of Liam growing up without a father and him wondering why and and me wondering how that might effect his self-esteem. All of the things that a mother and a new grandmother thinks on and tries not to worry about. During such times, the only thing that calms me is laying it all out and offering it all up in prayer. Surrendering all of these things to a power much greater than anything I could ever comprehend, and knowing that I am heard and loved, helps to calm my fraying nerves.
Through prayer, I have seen a dear friend healed of Stage 4 cancer when the prognosis was not good. I organized a prayer team of over 200 people who prayed regularly. People took time slots of prayer beginning at 5:30 am each day and ending at 11 pm. At any given hour, someone (and oftentimes many people) prayed during the long weeks of treatments. A true blessing. Through prayer, after months of searching for a job in Alaska, I went to God and said, "Catherine needs a job this week," and it happened. Through prayer, a dear friend's mother was delivered from congestive heart failure after being in and out of the hospital. I could go on and on but this is what keeps me going. Knowing that I am not alone, especially when the mountains seem, at times, insurmountable.
We think that Liam has his 6 week check up today (after the mix-up last week when they allegedly scheduled him for 4/9 and when we arrived, told us we were mistaken and that it was today - even though the appointment card they gave us said 4/9). Yesterday, Catherine got a message that Liam's doctor has gone on maternity leave and to call to either reschedule with one of the other doctors or see if one can squeeze us in today.
The remainder of my day will hopefully be spent cleaning and organizing, with at least one trip to the grocery store and, hopefully, I will be able to enjoy preparing a very nice meal for dinner this evening. But before I do one more thing, I will be going now and, yes, I'm getting on my knees in prayer.
Copyright 2008 liamsgrandma
