Our refrigerator has been sort of the epicenter of family and friend lore. If you’ve sent me a photo of your family in the last few years, it’s probably here! It also serves as a bulletin board and place to display the grand kids’ art work, and when the children visit, they definitely check to see what’s up! Now, I should explain that we bought this refrigerator used 25 years ago when we first moved into Tanglewood Cottage, and it was definitely in need of replacing. Therefore, it was the first thing to be changed out.However, I have a whole section on my blog dedicated to “The Pictures on my Fridge,” and every picture means a lot to me! So, before I let them touch my refrigerator, I lovingly peeled off all the photos and placed them into a coffee table photo album to keep the memories alive! The shiny, new refrigerator (my first “new” frig in our 44 years of marriage) has made me stop and think about the coming year. 2018 will be a shiny, new year… full of possibilities, but without any pictures hanging on it yet. What shall we do? First of all, I certainly don’t want to neglect my family and friends, and I want to finish this year well with the loved ones who are depending on me here at home. Sadly (because I’m so limited and our kitchen is an updating disaster area for the time being), that means I won’t be doing much blogging between now and mid January, although I’ll try to keep my recipes and Song of Solomon meditations going (and anything else as time allows).
One of my girlfriends suggested that I re-post some of my earlier blogs that people seemed to enjoy a lot. That didn’t feel quite right to me, although if you’ve got some free time and are interested in any particular topic, everything I’ve written for the past almost 10 years is still recorded, and if you type a subject into the “Search” bar on the top right-hand corner of this blog, it will bring up posts that touch on that subject. I have to admit, though: The fact that I won’t be able to write much frustrates me and makes me feel like a failure! Does that ever happen to you? You have more to do than you think you “should,” so you feel like a flop? Take heart! God’s priorities are different from ours. He makes things much simpler than we do. God doesn’t measure success in productivity, but in living right and loving well: “He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?” (Micah 6:8, ESV). “If ye fulfill the royal law according to the scripture, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself, ye do well” (James 2:8).
Meanwhile, I pray that God will bless and guide each of you during this holiday season. May you find joy in anticipating the good things God has in store for you this coming year, and may you fill up your days with fruitful service and a host of happy memories from loving well and being loved!
Posted in A Patchwork of Little Thoughts, Around home, Encouragements for Living, Family News, Grandchildren, Holidays, Making choices, Relationships, The Pictures on My Fridge, Those Wonderful Special Occasions
Tagged Getting a new start in 2018, Hanging pictures on your refrigerator, James 2:8, Micah 6:8, What are your plans for the new year?, What does God want for us this coming year?
Do you believe in miracles? Do you believe God answers prayer? I do, and yesterday as Ann (a spunky friend I’ve known for over 20 years) sat across from me in our tea room recounting what had happened to her recently, I knew it was a message that I wanted to share with you ASAP…like today! What happened? Well, her aorta burst, she bled out and was without oxygen for 15 minutes.
And yet, she’s alive and well today! The doctor told her that she was “one in a million,” but I think she was more than that, because no one at the hospital had ever known someone to survive this particular medical disaster. I believe it is an undeniable miracle! There were a series of conditions that were unique and could
have been circumstance, such as her surgeon being outside her room when she started throwing up blood, one of his colleagues who’d read all her charts was still in hospital (later evening), an anesthesiologist who worked with their team “just happened” to be at the hospital too, and an operating room “just happened” to be open and clean at that moment. But, the surgeon performed a surgery that had never been performed in that situation at that hospital before, with an outcome that not one person believed was possible (including my medical doctor husband). That’s a miracle in my book!
That’s the short of it; if you still have doubts and time to read the long of it, I think the details are well worth sharing. Ann was born with a congenital heart defect, but it wasn’t until January of 2015 that the problem became so severe she needed her aortic valve replaced. Ann recovered quickly, and we were all hopeful that she’d do just fine, but then, ten months later, she started having problems with being out of breath, feeling weak and losing blood. Her husband took her into the ER at Spectrum Hospital (here in GR), where they kept her overnight. I’ll let her pick up the story in her own words here:
“Wednesday morning [December 2] began a battery of tests. I actually do not remember much from that day except having a CT scan. In the afternoon I encouraged John to go to prayer meeting for supper. He went and stayed for the meeting as well. Just as he got back, Dr. Fanning came and began to tell us I had a fistula that was touching my esophagus and dripping blood into my throat, which is why I was having black stools. Then he proceeded to tell us that they do not do surgery to repair this in Spectrum, so I’d have to go to Cleveland Clinic! He had talked with his colleagues and they simply would not assist him in such a risky surgery that had never been done at this hospital. He was obviously disturbed and was trying to let us know how serious this was. He told us that recovery in Cleveland is a month long, etc. Then, he stepped out with a phone call before we could ask any questions. We hardly knew what to ask as we were shocked at this news. Almost as soon as he left, John said, “Let’s pray.” He asked the Lord to raise me up like He did Dorcas. We cannot remember if I prayed. I think I just said “Amen” to his prayer as I was too emotional to pray. I know exactly what I would have prayed, and that is that they would find a way to do the surgery here [in Grand Rapids]. At any rate, I said to John, “Something’s happening, I think I’m going to throw up.” I began to vomit blood each time my heart beat. John held my shoulders as he sat beside me and color drained from my face.
“Much of the following is from John’s recollection as I lost consciousness before they even put me on the bed…I’ve been told that the surgery began around 9:30 pm and lasted until around 4:30 am. I’ve read the doctor’s report of my surgery, and he says that when I entered the operating room, my pulse was barely there and thready, I had no blood pressure, blood was squirting out my mouth and coming out my rectum, they gave me multiple blood products, as I had bled out! With so little hope I am amazed at the determination of this surgeon and his medical team. I’ve since heard that not one person expected me to recover. Not one. And then, even if I did survive, they wondered if I’d have my mind, due to lack of oxygen during my bleed and before I was intubated. Would my kidneys function? Many questions surrounded my whole recovery as this hospital had never before done this surgery. Not one medical person had ever seen someone survive this rupture.
“We thank God that we went to the ER when we did. It was a Tuesday late afternoon. All our friends, Facebook friends, and family soon became aware I had been hospitalized. What do Christians do for friends when there is a need? They pray. So by Wednesday night at prayer meetings all over the world people began to pray for my health, even though we had no idea what was wrong and how very seriously my life was endangered. I had one friend tell me via Facebook that she was praying likely at the time of my rupture. She is an hour earlier and had read I was in the hospital on FB. Do I believe in God? You had better believe I do. Does God answer prayer? Yes, He does.
“One scripture given to me twice while in the hospital was Psalm 118:17-18, ” I shall not die, but I shall live, and recount the deeds of the LORD. The LORD has disciplined me severely, but he has not given me over to death.” This was read to me when Mike and Nona visited. He read the entire Psalm. Then a young man sent this same verse to me via Facebook. It was after I was released and at home that I began to realize the significance of the verse. God help me to be faithful.”
If you’ve got even more time to hear her story, an 11-minute version from a radio broadcast is here:
Posted in Activities in the Greater Grand Rapids Area, Biographies, Current Events, Health Issues, Religious Issues, The Pictures on My Fridge, Thoughts on God
Tagged Dr. Fanning, hopestreamradio.com, Miracles are still happening, Philippians 4:6-7, Psalm 118:17-18, Spectrum Hospital, Surviving a ruptured aorta, Woman who recovered after 15 minutes without oxygen