Well, looking back at the blog and seeing where we've been, I find it rather difficult to believe we are now. There has been MUCH that has happened, but I'll try to be as brief and concise as possible.
First off, this is Clay and I am typing this blog from our new apartment in Broomfield, CO which is basically in-between Denver and Boulder. The decision for the move came up somewhat randomnly during some discussion post headache clinic and we'd known for a while that we were living in just about the worst area we could be, for me at least (We've probably mentioned this before, but Nashville, Knoxville, Memphis and Chatanooga are all in the top 10 worst places to live with migraine.)
That's definitely not to say that we moved solely in hopes that my head would be better. It started by me making the decision to shut down my construction business and see what I can make of myself in the "IT world", I'm not sure exactly what area as there are many I'm interested and somewhat knowledgable in. I forget how, but somehow moving to CO was mentioned. I've always wanted to live here since I can ever remember and Sarah had actually lived in Boulder for 3 years and when she moved back home was basically "resigned" to the fact that she would never live there again. So, it was mentioned and we both realized we'd like to live there so we figured....why the heck not??!? I'm looking for jobs anyway, Broomfield is a HUGE IT hub, which I hadn't realized, and I LOVE IT OUT HERE and there is definitely an element to my migraine/headache that just is not present being here instead of Nashville. Even better, I've finally found a medicinal solution to my head pain that relieves the pain without causing rebound and pretty keeps me at either an extremely low level or pain free if I regulate it correctly. Of course, there will always be the days that are bad or the headaches that just can't be "touched" by anything, but finally we have a quality of life we've never really had.
Unfortunately, Sarah is still in Nashville, working and living with her parents until I can get a job. That will suck until she gets here, because that's about the only thing that doesn't RULE about it out here. That and being away from all our friends and family of course, buy hey come out and visit, we're only about an hour from the slopes!!!!!!
I'll wrap up now, but just wanted to give an update and below I've included a little slideshow from when my dad helped me drive and move all of our belongings out west!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Ergo, shipwreck, losses, etc. work together for the good of them that love God. Hence I infer that losses, disappointments, ill-tongues, loss of friends, houses or country, are God's workmen, set on work to work out good to you, out of everything that befalleth you. Let not the Lord's dealing seem harsh, rough, or un-fatherly because it is unpleasant. When the Lord's blessed will bloweth across your desires, it is best, in humility, to strike sail to him, and to be willing to be led any way our Lord pleaseth. It is a point of denial of yourself, to be as if you had not a will, but had made a free disposition of it to God, and had sold it over to him. And to make use of his will for your own is both true holiness, and your ease of peace. You know not what the Lord is working out of this, but you shall know it hereafter."
S. Rutherford
S. Rutherford
Happy Belated Easter
It's been awhile since I've written. I haven't really known what to write. It has been good to know so many people know what is going on with Clay and I, yet also a bit overwhelming. There is no where to hide anymore. Spreading your life's details across the Internet prevents you from staying at a safe distance from people. Now I can not hide from the fact that we deal with a difficult disease. I cannot chit chat mindlessly with friends about nothing in particular because the reality or the rawness, whichever one, seems to permeate the conversation. I don't mind talking about how Clay is doing. It simply is a blatant reminder that he still suffers, he is not completely better, and that sinking feeling that he might never be starts to set in more readily the more I talk about it.
I was strong for so long. Trudging through the battle with my head held high and my fear neatly tucked away in the darker realms of my subconscious. I have willed myself through this war, obsessively chanting Bible verses to myself as if they would somehow become me if I said them enough. Now that we are back from Chicago and have had a semblance of a "normal" life, my defenses are down and my weaknesses are made more apparent. I have begun delving into deeper questions of faith, the ever pressing question of "Why". Why must it be this way? I feel lost and confused as I try to understand a God who says He loves me yet seems to be so far away, so silent. It is a wretched feeling to pray and pray earnestly only to fear that the prayer might not be answered. "How long Lord?" Did David struggle intensely with his faith, afraid that he might walk away even though he didn't want to?
Anger is what I feel now. Anger and confusion. My mind tells me even coerces me to be thankful, to look for the little things the Lord has done. Yet I am not thankful. I am angry. I am angry that my answer isn't simple. I am angry that there are people being healed even in my own congregation at church and my husband still is in pain. I am not thankful. I feel left out, as if there is something I am doing or saying wrong that leaves us still in this situation. I am trying to walk through it, accept it, let myself be sad. My mind wills me to run away. It troys to find a place or a person that will make this all go away, make my life and its past somehow different. But the startling truth remains, this is where I am. Why do I not have it within me to cling more fully to my faith, to find joy in the circumstance?
I can sense my mind on different days coaxing me gently toward old comforts and idols promising a numbness that can ease me through life on a surface level. It is tempting, but I have been down those roads and they lead to the place I am in now...Lost. Is it possible to know Jesus and claim him as Lord yet feel lost within him? It seems contradictory to me because I have had a life changing experience with Christ in which I was found, so how can I now feel lost? I am confused and angry and hurt that the touch of his spirit is so foreign now, that the sound of his spirit's voice is no longer audible. Have I done something wrong?
All of these questions and more I ask. It is odd but it helps me to feel real. I am good at compartmentalizing. It is part of my job training and my personality. I need to feel these emotions and allow myself to grieve. Why is that so hard? Perhaps I feel that if I grieve the sorrows I've known in this life, then I'll be admitting defeat over being able to obtain a "happy good life" and end up like everyone else, grieving. Aren't we all grieving something and trying to get away? Who truly can walk completely into their grief? I've become more hardened as life has progressed because it seems inevitable that there will be difficultly, disappointment, and sorrow one after another to all be grieved.
And so with these thoughts swirling in my head I look deeper into the faith I have claimed as my guiding light and search for answers or at least peace. I have begun to read a book that highlights the core principles and doctrines of the major world religions. It is something I have always been afraid of and shied away from in fear that it would shatter the knowledge I have of Jesus. In turn it has helped me understand to the extent I have researched thus far why Christianity is so radically different from other religions and why it is so hard to accept. It is not the only reason, but it is what stands out to me the most. Jesus claimed to be God, the only God. He did not suggest there were many paths to one God as Hinduism or Buddhism might claim. He said the way was through Him. Period. Wow. Why has this never hit me until now? Either I accept what he has said as truth or I declare him a liar (or pychco). I cannot say he was a good teacher, because he did not proclaim himself to be a teacher as Buddha did. He claimed he was and is God. Easter has passed, and although I was relatively numb and zombified at church because I worked the whole night before, it had a new meaning. It no longer has tradition status in that I go to church hear about the risen Lord, but really I'm more excited about eating with family and chocolate and bunnies. It is a time of remembering, of reminding my feeble little brain that there was a man who lived and died and ROSE. He came back to life. No other god that I have read about so far has done that. Do I believe this? In my heart I can say yes, but my mind and logic respond with varying degrees of disbelief. Am I ashamed of that...no, not really. Fearful of my inability to will myself to believe?...yes! I am struggling with surrendering to the truth that I can not control everything, and that really most things are wildly out of my control. So I plead the blood of Christ and have to trust that it covers even my inability to believe in Him. As one man in the Bible prayed when asked by Jesus if he believed, I pray this too...again for this is not the first time I have said this prayer "Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief."
sarah
ps. it is 4 in the morning and I cannot sleep. Damn this night shift job! two weeks and counting to a day shift position. anyway, I am always more somber and philosophical, I have come to discover, at 4 in the morning. Sorry if this was not what you were looking for.
I was strong for so long. Trudging through the battle with my head held high and my fear neatly tucked away in the darker realms of my subconscious. I have willed myself through this war, obsessively chanting Bible verses to myself as if they would somehow become me if I said them enough. Now that we are back from Chicago and have had a semblance of a "normal" life, my defenses are down and my weaknesses are made more apparent. I have begun delving into deeper questions of faith, the ever pressing question of "Why". Why must it be this way? I feel lost and confused as I try to understand a God who says He loves me yet seems to be so far away, so silent. It is a wretched feeling to pray and pray earnestly only to fear that the prayer might not be answered. "How long Lord?" Did David struggle intensely with his faith, afraid that he might walk away even though he didn't want to?
Anger is what I feel now. Anger and confusion. My mind tells me even coerces me to be thankful, to look for the little things the Lord has done. Yet I am not thankful. I am angry. I am angry that my answer isn't simple. I am angry that there are people being healed even in my own congregation at church and my husband still is in pain. I am not thankful. I feel left out, as if there is something I am doing or saying wrong that leaves us still in this situation. I am trying to walk through it, accept it, let myself be sad. My mind wills me to run away. It troys to find a place or a person that will make this all go away, make my life and its past somehow different. But the startling truth remains, this is where I am. Why do I not have it within me to cling more fully to my faith, to find joy in the circumstance?
I can sense my mind on different days coaxing me gently toward old comforts and idols promising a numbness that can ease me through life on a surface level. It is tempting, but I have been down those roads and they lead to the place I am in now...Lost. Is it possible to know Jesus and claim him as Lord yet feel lost within him? It seems contradictory to me because I have had a life changing experience with Christ in which I was found, so how can I now feel lost? I am confused and angry and hurt that the touch of his spirit is so foreign now, that the sound of his spirit's voice is no longer audible. Have I done something wrong?
All of these questions and more I ask. It is odd but it helps me to feel real. I am good at compartmentalizing. It is part of my job training and my personality. I need to feel these emotions and allow myself to grieve. Why is that so hard? Perhaps I feel that if I grieve the sorrows I've known in this life, then I'll be admitting defeat over being able to obtain a "happy good life" and end up like everyone else, grieving. Aren't we all grieving something and trying to get away? Who truly can walk completely into their grief? I've become more hardened as life has progressed because it seems inevitable that there will be difficultly, disappointment, and sorrow one after another to all be grieved.
And so with these thoughts swirling in my head I look deeper into the faith I have claimed as my guiding light and search for answers or at least peace. I have begun to read a book that highlights the core principles and doctrines of the major world religions. It is something I have always been afraid of and shied away from in fear that it would shatter the knowledge I have of Jesus. In turn it has helped me understand to the extent I have researched thus far why Christianity is so radically different from other religions and why it is so hard to accept. It is not the only reason, but it is what stands out to me the most. Jesus claimed to be God, the only God. He did not suggest there were many paths to one God as Hinduism or Buddhism might claim. He said the way was through Him. Period. Wow. Why has this never hit me until now? Either I accept what he has said as truth or I declare him a liar (or pychco). I cannot say he was a good teacher, because he did not proclaim himself to be a teacher as Buddha did. He claimed he was and is God. Easter has passed, and although I was relatively numb and zombified at church because I worked the whole night before, it had a new meaning. It no longer has tradition status in that I go to church hear about the risen Lord, but really I'm more excited about eating with family and chocolate and bunnies. It is a time of remembering, of reminding my feeble little brain that there was a man who lived and died and ROSE. He came back to life. No other god that I have read about so far has done that. Do I believe this? In my heart I can say yes, but my mind and logic respond with varying degrees of disbelief. Am I ashamed of that...no, not really. Fearful of my inability to will myself to believe?...yes! I am struggling with surrendering to the truth that I can not control everything, and that really most things are wildly out of my control. So I plead the blood of Christ and have to trust that it covers even my inability to believe in Him. As one man in the Bible prayed when asked by Jesus if he believed, I pray this too...again for this is not the first time I have said this prayer "Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief."
sarah
ps. it is 4 in the morning and I cannot sleep. Damn this night shift job! two weeks and counting to a day shift position. anyway, I am always more somber and philosophical, I have come to discover, at 4 in the morning. Sorry if this was not what you were looking for.
Monday, February 25, 2008
doing well
I thought I'd give an update since my last blog depicted a flustered and frustrated persona. We are doing well. Although he is not completely free of pain, it is still at a diminished level, and we are happy and grateful to be in this place. We have had so much fun together this past week. Being able to go out to dinner, watch a movie, or just clown around together has brought me such joy. When you don't have the ability to do anything together, you really appreciate the small things when they are given to you.
Clay has been able to get off the recliner and start living his life! yea! And we hope it stays that way. It has been fun for me to see him up and about happy and carefree. Many people have commented that he looks taller and I believe it's because he stands with more confidence. We walked, yes walked!, to the mall the other night and went out to dinner for the first time in a LONG time. Just to be able to walk somewhere with my husband is so much fun; I can't even describe it well. We did yoga together this week, cleaned the house together (Clay's favorite), and were able to get out and go hang out with friends. I am beyond thankful.
I am now learning through this process that I have a problem with contentment, or lack of it. For so long I thought that if only Clay would get better then I could relax and just enjoy life. Well now he is better and I can feel my heart gearing up to long for and anticipate the next step. I am realizing that even in the darkest of nights there is contentment to be found, and it is not in the expectation of the outcome. The contentment is found in simply being in the Lord, resting in Him and his promises. So I am working further on letting go. Everyday I let go of the fear that Clay will wake up with a headache, and refocus on the Lord. Everyday I let go of the fear that something new and harder will happen. It seems that almost every hour I have to remind myself of Jesus' words "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?" I can chose to cower before life ahead of me in fear and worry, or I can surrender to the sovereignty of God. Most of my life is played out through petty fears. Today I chose to surrender, to let go of the things I can not control. Why is this such a hard task?!
If anything, I feel I have a new perspective in regards to the fragility and frailty of life. There are no guarantees for Jesus also said "in this life you will have trouble, but take heart I have overcome the world." I suppose I am taking heart at the moment because I feel as if Jesus has shown us through this experience a small picture of what he is continually accomplishing in the big picture of the world, as he makes all things new. Perhaps I am never content here because I am always longing for heaven.
ok, enough of my philosophical wondering. Good news is that I believe I will be able to move to the day shift by the week of May 16th!! WOO HOO!!! I'm so happy to be awake during the day!!!
sarah
Clay has been able to get off the recliner and start living his life! yea! And we hope it stays that way. It has been fun for me to see him up and about happy and carefree. Many people have commented that he looks taller and I believe it's because he stands with more confidence. We walked, yes walked!, to the mall the other night and went out to dinner for the first time in a LONG time. Just to be able to walk somewhere with my husband is so much fun; I can't even describe it well. We did yoga together this week, cleaned the house together (Clay's favorite), and were able to get out and go hang out with friends. I am beyond thankful.
I am now learning through this process that I have a problem with contentment, or lack of it. For so long I thought that if only Clay would get better then I could relax and just enjoy life. Well now he is better and I can feel my heart gearing up to long for and anticipate the next step. I am realizing that even in the darkest of nights there is contentment to be found, and it is not in the expectation of the outcome. The contentment is found in simply being in the Lord, resting in Him and his promises. So I am working further on letting go. Everyday I let go of the fear that Clay will wake up with a headache, and refocus on the Lord. Everyday I let go of the fear that something new and harder will happen. It seems that almost every hour I have to remind myself of Jesus' words "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?" I can chose to cower before life ahead of me in fear and worry, or I can surrender to the sovereignty of God. Most of my life is played out through petty fears. Today I chose to surrender, to let go of the things I can not control. Why is this such a hard task?!
If anything, I feel I have a new perspective in regards to the fragility and frailty of life. There are no guarantees for Jesus also said "in this life you will have trouble, but take heart I have overcome the world." I suppose I am taking heart at the moment because I feel as if Jesus has shown us through this experience a small picture of what he is continually accomplishing in the big picture of the world, as he makes all things new. Perhaps I am never content here because I am always longing for heaven.
ok, enough of my philosophical wondering. Good news is that I believe I will be able to move to the day shift by the week of May 16th!! WOO HOO!!! I'm so happy to be awake during the day!!!
sarah
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Back In Nashville
We are back at home and I love the warmth! I do not love that Clay woke up this morning with congestion and a migraine. I am trying not to freak out, but I can't help but wonder if it has something to do with our condo because he has felt that his headaches are worse when he is at home. I also googled the best places to live with migraines and it just so happens that Nashville is listed as one of the top 10 WORST places to live with migraines, AND out of the 10 places list there were 4 from Tennessee. WONDERFUL!! ARRRGGG
Please pray today that Clay would be successful in aborting this migraine. We knew that he would not be migraine free forever, but were worried that he might get one coming back to our condo. My first line of defense is to have our house cleaned really really well, but our complex is old and who knows what lurks in the condos around us. Please pray that I would not get ahead of myself in feeling like we need to move TODAY. I've been praying that the Lord would lead us in the right direction. Maybe we need to move to a newer apartment? Who knows.
trying to let go and trust
sarah
Please pray today that Clay would be successful in aborting this migraine. We knew that he would not be migraine free forever, but were worried that he might get one coming back to our condo. My first line of defense is to have our house cleaned really really well, but our complex is old and who knows what lurks in the condos around us. Please pray that I would not get ahead of myself in feeling like we need to move TODAY. I've been praying that the Lord would lead us in the right direction. Maybe we need to move to a newer apartment? Who knows.
trying to let go and trust
sarah
Saturday, February 16, 2008
He's Out!
I went to the hospital this morning to find Clay up and about, smiling! His headache level this morning was a 1!!! yipee :) He was discharged today sometime around 1000. we have a maintenance plan to take home with which we hope to manage the headaches better. we also have a better understanding of his disease and feel more confident about being able to cope with it and not let it get as bad as it was. I think he will still have headaches and probably have another bout where we will need to come back to Chicago because that seems to be the long term case for most migraine sufferers like Clay. He is different somehow...more confident and happy. We both feel as if this trip up here was what we needed. The Lord really brought everything into perspective and helped us both to realize that this is something we will have to learn to live with but does not have to control us. I feel that we found the answer we were looking for. There is not an underlying cause to Clay's headaches; he simply has a vascular disease Chronic Migraine without aura. It is more severe than most people might have it, but it is good to know there are others who have walked the path we are on and are walking it now without excruciating pain. We will have to make lifestyle changes, but they will be good. The changes are all things we have integrated into our lives somewhat, but now we are understanding they will be daily things we do, not just something we do for a season to get back to "normal". Some of the changes include diet and exercise and a quieter, less busy lifestyle. Clay will probably have to change jobs, but he is ok with that. I just like to see him up and about walking around with some spunk in his step. I will confess that I am nervous about coming home and getting back to life so to speak, but am just trying to take it day by day and trust that the Lord is with us. I feel like we have a new beginning and am excited for less stressful days. Thank you so much to everyone who has been so diligent to pray for us and walk through this with us. We know we would not be where we are today without everyone's support.
We plan to come home monday night. Clay didn't want to rush home right after being in the hospital for 10 days, nor did I. He also wanted to be in town on Monday in case he needed to go back to the clinic for something. Hopefully we wont have to. We have a follow up appointment in March with his doctor up here, and will be seeing his neurologist at home to help regulate his medications. He is going home taking 4 pills a day and wearing a patch...big change from 35 pills a day! He has new medications to take when he feels like his headache is getting worse and we know better how to take those meds to get the full benefit. There is also an 800 number we can call if we have any questions, so that is encouraging. I'm glad that we came. It was obviously the next right step for us.
It will be new for me to not worry so much about Clay's head, but it will be a good thing! My work is to continue to let go of him to the Lord and not worry constantly about his head. Pray that we will be able to take home our new mindsets because it will be easy to fall right back into the same mindsets and patterns we had in Nashville. I'm sure there will be setbacks as no one is perfect and life is so unpredictable, but for now it feels like our three year crisis is over. Pray that it stays that way!
love sarah
We plan to come home monday night. Clay didn't want to rush home right after being in the hospital for 10 days, nor did I. He also wanted to be in town on Monday in case he needed to go back to the clinic for something. Hopefully we wont have to. We have a follow up appointment in March with his doctor up here, and will be seeing his neurologist at home to help regulate his medications. He is going home taking 4 pills a day and wearing a patch...big change from 35 pills a day! He has new medications to take when he feels like his headache is getting worse and we know better how to take those meds to get the full benefit. There is also an 800 number we can call if we have any questions, so that is encouraging. I'm glad that we came. It was obviously the next right step for us.
It will be new for me to not worry so much about Clay's head, but it will be a good thing! My work is to continue to let go of him to the Lord and not worry constantly about his head. Pray that we will be able to take home our new mindsets because it will be easy to fall right back into the same mindsets and patterns we had in Nashville. I'm sure there will be setbacks as no one is perfect and life is so unpredictable, but for now it feels like our three year crisis is over. Pray that it stays that way!
love sarah
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Happy Birthday to Clay
What a way to turn 26...with a raging migraine, holed up in the hospital. But we did it up with class! Clay's mom and I decorated his room today while he was in his Biofeedback appointment. We bombarded him with silly string and confetti when he returned to his room. He was very much surprised, but is starting to catch on to my schemes to either jump out and surprise him or scare him any chance I get so my days of catching him off guard are dwindling. We found a ridiculous balloon that sang happy birthday every time we touched it. We heard it so many times that I am still singing it in my head as I type. Once I figure out how to put pictures on here I will upload some. We got a good one of the birthday boy with his birthday pin and birthday prince crown on. He wore them for less than a second and quickly took them off. Apparently Clay is not one to show off. If I ever received a birthday princess crown, I'd definitely wear it for EVERYONE to see. :) Clay's sister Alison came in today so that was an extra treat. We had headache friendly cake (no chocolate) and a headache friendly dinner (no tyramine). I decorated his IV pole, but he wouldn't take it out of his room. :) I was proud of the fact that by the end of the day confetti had made its way halfway to the nurses station. The housekeeping people are going to LOVE me.
I am happy to report that today was the best head day we've had. Today he made it down to a 6! WOOHOO I just might pee my pants the day I hear his head is under a 5. We did talk to a woman today named Ramona who has had migraines for 20 years and has been hospitalized here on the Diamond Headache unit 5 different times. She said the first time she came, she didn't believe that the doctors would be able to "break" her migraine but after the 10th day it finally gave in and she had relief for the first time. That really gave me hope because I still fear that his migraine will not "break". Please pray that it does!!
We went to some neat classes that they offer here to help the headache sufferers. Today we went to a class on pain and medication dependence which was very informational and very helpful for us to understand why the doctors prescribe the medications that they are using (and why they don't load people up with narcotics). We also went to a class for alternative methods for migraine control and learned much on meditation, guided imagery, and guided relaxation. Clay does really well in his biofeedback sessions, which are guided relaxation sessions where he is hooked up to a monitor so he can visually see a change when he is able to relax certain parts of his body. Part of biofeedback is to learn how to have control over your vasculature by mentally increasing the temperature of your hands. The doctor puts a sensor on your fingers to let you know whether or not you are able to change your body temp with your mind. Yea for Clay because he was able to raise the temperature of his hands 4 degrees today! I guess the theory is that perhaps he can control the vessels in his brain that are irritating the nerves and creating his constant headache pain. I hope all of that makes sense.
This whole trip has proved to be very helpful and encouraging in many ways. I feel the Lord's hand here very distinctly and am so grateful for the many prayers that I know we have been covered by, so thank you very much. I was reading in Luke the other day and read the parable about the persistent widow and felt encouraged to keep praying and not give up because of how gracious our Father is with his children. Thank you for being persistent in prayer for us. I am in awe at how the body of Christ has truly gathered around us like a hedge of protection, interceding for us while we are being healed, rebuilt and renewed. Thank you
love sarah
I am happy to report that today was the best head day we've had. Today he made it down to a 6! WOOHOO I just might pee my pants the day I hear his head is under a 5. We did talk to a woman today named Ramona who has had migraines for 20 years and has been hospitalized here on the Diamond Headache unit 5 different times. She said the first time she came, she didn't believe that the doctors would be able to "break" her migraine but after the 10th day it finally gave in and she had relief for the first time. That really gave me hope because I still fear that his migraine will not "break". Please pray that it does!!
We went to some neat classes that they offer here to help the headache sufferers. Today we went to a class on pain and medication dependence which was very informational and very helpful for us to understand why the doctors prescribe the medications that they are using (and why they don't load people up with narcotics). We also went to a class for alternative methods for migraine control and learned much on meditation, guided imagery, and guided relaxation. Clay does really well in his biofeedback sessions, which are guided relaxation sessions where he is hooked up to a monitor so he can visually see a change when he is able to relax certain parts of his body. Part of biofeedback is to learn how to have control over your vasculature by mentally increasing the temperature of your hands. The doctor puts a sensor on your fingers to let you know whether or not you are able to change your body temp with your mind. Yea for Clay because he was able to raise the temperature of his hands 4 degrees today! I guess the theory is that perhaps he can control the vessels in his brain that are irritating the nerves and creating his constant headache pain. I hope all of that makes sense.
This whole trip has proved to be very helpful and encouraging in many ways. I feel the Lord's hand here very distinctly and am so grateful for the many prayers that I know we have been covered by, so thank you very much. I was reading in Luke the other day and read the parable about the persistent widow and felt encouraged to keep praying and not give up because of how gracious our Father is with his children. Thank you for being persistent in prayer for us. I am in awe at how the body of Christ has truly gathered around us like a hedge of protection, interceding for us while we are being healed, rebuilt and renewed. Thank you
love sarah
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