Steve went to be with the Lord yesterday afternoon. In the presence of God Almighty. No more pain.
"Where O death is your victory? Where O death is your sting? ... But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." I Corinthians 15:55,57
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Friday morning
Steve's sleeping most of the time now. But, many of the times he's awake, he's very lucid. With all the pain medication he's on, I think that's a miracle. For instance, he was asking me about his dad's work project. And, he knows what day of the week it is. (I often don't.)
We haven't had any vomiting since early yesterday morning (and that was more of a dry heave). So, please pray with me that phase is over. It's so painful for him. I'm praying he never has to do that again.
He asked the nurse yesterday how long this will go on. He's ready to see the Lord, and get his glorified body.
Last night, my prayer over him was praising God for how wonderful Heaven will be. He seemed peaceful to hear that.
Thank you for all the prayers.
We haven't had any vomiting since early yesterday morning (and that was more of a dry heave). So, please pray with me that phase is over. It's so painful for him. I'm praying he never has to do that again.
He asked the nurse yesterday how long this will go on. He's ready to see the Lord, and get his glorified body.
Last night, my prayer over him was praising God for how wonderful Heaven will be. He seemed peaceful to hear that.
Thank you for all the prayers.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Tuesday
Steve’s really about the same as the last few days. He sleeps a lot, is still not able to drink enough – just the ice chips which he typically vomits up once or twice a day. He’s not able to get up, although yesterday he sat on the edge of the bed to throw up. He still has his sense of humor. He made me laugh earlier today. (I think it’s too crude to share, though.)
His nurse was here this morning. All she can do really is make sure he has enough medication to stay somewhat comfortable. His pain is being reasonably well managed. His pulse rate is high. He’s a little feverish – hard to keep him cool enough.
Sometimes in my flesh, I scream, “How can we just be sitting here doing NOTHING about this?!” And, if I think too much about the future, I can become fearful. I want to grow old with Steve. I can’t imagine being without him here.
But by God’s grace, my spirit is resting in the knowledge that God is sovereign. That I don’t know the bigger picture like God does. That His ways are perfect. That He is trustworthy. I pray for a miracle of healing, knowing that God may choose to heal Steve by giving him his glorified body in Heaven. And God is continually giving me a peace that passes understanding.
For now I pray, and I do everything I can to make Steve as comfortable as possible.
“If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men.” I Corinthians 15:19
His nurse was here this morning. All she can do really is make sure he has enough medication to stay somewhat comfortable. His pain is being reasonably well managed. His pulse rate is high. He’s a little feverish – hard to keep him cool enough.
Sometimes in my flesh, I scream, “How can we just be sitting here doing NOTHING about this?!” And, if I think too much about the future, I can become fearful. I want to grow old with Steve. I can’t imagine being without him here.
But by God’s grace, my spirit is resting in the knowledge that God is sovereign. That I don’t know the bigger picture like God does. That His ways are perfect. That He is trustworthy. I pray for a miracle of healing, knowing that God may choose to heal Steve by giving him his glorified body in Heaven. And God is continually giving me a peace that passes understanding.
For now I pray, and I do everything I can to make Steve as comfortable as possible.
“If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men.” I Corinthians 15:19
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