Mom told me on Sunday before her surgery that she wanted to be a witness for the Lord through whatever lay ahead. I wanted to post some things to aide her heart's desire.
Last night the nurses had to do a somewhat painful blood draw. Afterwards, Mom mouthed "thank you" around her ventilator and smiled with her eyes. The people who care for her are always saying how incredibly sweet she is. Despite all the apparatus on her body, God shines through.
By writing and gestures, she and I talked about her surgery and then the rush to ICU that day. Several times she pointed up with her left hand. I kept trying to interpret the gesture: do you want to scratch your nose? do you want more lip balm? do you want to write (but she's not left-handed)? She did this 3-5 times, and it baffled me. Leaving the hospital, I finally figured it out--she was pointing up, to God. (I'm sure she was quite frustrated with her dim-witted daughter.) She was praising him for taking care of her. There was a quote in one of her hospital rooms that said, "Remember that just because you are not saved from a situation, it does not mean that you cannot be saved in a situation."
As a final note, I wanted to share the funniest thing Mom scratched out with pen and paper: "ventilator sucks." Amen.
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I'm so glad to hear that she has her faith & her wonderful sense of humor. That sounds just like her, "ventilator sucks." I love that. Thanks for the update. Love you tons.
That's our Connie! Thanks so much Angie.
Connie,
I am glad things are going better today. Hopefully you will be off the ventilator soon.
I guess since I can't visit you in the hospital yet, I did it in my dreams. I dreamed I went to see you and they were going to move you to a different building and I was helping you move. I dreamt this on Tuesday night.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Love,
Kandis
Yesterday I read this in The Daily Bread and I thought of Connie: I am learning that I can turn with arms upraised to my heavenly Father, who walks beside me, and I can ask Him to carry me. I know He will lay me on His shoulder as a shepherd carries the lamb that was lost. (Luke 15:5). There He will joyfully carry me all day long, for I am little and light--no burden to Him. There I find rest, for "the beloved of the Lord shall dwell in safety by Him, who shelters him all the day long; and he shall dwell between His shoulders" (Deut. 33:12).
Ask the Savior to help you,
Comfort, strengthen, and keep you;
He is willing to aid you--
He will carry you through.
The God who holds the universe is the God who is holding you.
Donna
Connie and family - your strength is shining through! Love from all of us on the east coast.
Remembering our family's reunion-the joy of meeting you. We're looking forward to the next time.
Sue
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