Showing posts with label 2 Corinthians 1:3-7. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2 Corinthians 1:3-7. Show all posts

Sunday, June 23, 2013

SABBATH SNAPSHOTS: Michèle!!!!!!!!!!

6/23/13 Michèle!!!!!!!!!! THAT'S 10 EXCITEMENTS! (Owen's perfect definition of exclamation points.)
Michèle Phoenix, with whom I share not only the 1 John 1:3 type of believer's fellowship but also the 2 Corinthians 1:3-7 fellowship which is shared by sisters in the faith on the same side of the struggle. Her MAC cancer journey began a year ahead of mine. She lived in Germany at the time, but God....brought us together using daughter Molly's relentless searching on the internet. Michèle even involved her choral students from Black Forest Academy----who "sang" from afar, songs of encouragement to me. We have sent met stateside 4 times and now that her ministry to MKs (missionary kids) has her living in Wheaton, IL I hope He blesses us with lots more meetings.
"Scar to Scar" celebration at Charlie Gitto's "on the hill" in St. Louis with Michèle Phoenix and her mom.
This weekend we met in St. Louis to encourage her as her book "Tangled Ashes," a great novel with a little mystery intertwined, is in the top three finalist for the ICRS (International Christian Retailers Show) "Christy" award. Being a finalist is BIG and I hope she wins----but regardless,  Michèle is the WINNER in my book as she has continued to live out 2 Corinthians 1: 3-7 for me.

St. Louis pix for Michèle & Sally.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Saturday Summary


12/15/12 “Misery loves company” NOT! This misery wants comfort.

On TV all mysterious afflictions are diagnosed and cured within a 60-minute time span after a BIG dose of antibiotics. Though I’m in the 6th day of my flu-type malady, with lots of drugs, I keep thinking it can’t get much worse,….but it does.

Sleep is incremental, at best. It hurts to inhale. It “stinks” to exhale with a tongue coated with “Halls” blue. Cough pills take 2 hours to kick in, and energy is non-existent.

I want “southern” comfort, not the booze kind---the “bless your little heart” kind that comes with steaming chicken and noodles and iced sweet tea to balance the pain of a burning throat. I want assurance that I’ll be “all better” SOON!
But God….has life lessons for me. He wants to be my comfort. He wants me to learn through this experience that I might offer comfort to others in such affliction so that they might be encouraged and not lose heart. (2 Corinthians 1:3-7) 
He wants me to focus on “nursing care” given by hubby and the sustenance provided by others. He wants me to focus on Him as my Jehovah Jireh, the one who provides.

He wants me to quit complaining----did I hear an “A-men” to that!*

*Hm-m-m-m, I did not increase the size of the font on that last sentence. Think maybe I really need to heed that!