10.18.2008

One More Thing

Ok.  I'm really not trying to complain.  I'm just needing a place to vent.  I am beginning to feel a little bit like Job from the Old Testament.

Basically a little more than a month ago the battery in my 2000 Chevy Malibu died on me unexpectedly while out running errands.  That was the day we decided we had to get a new car before Baby Lilly arrived.  So a week later we were buying a new minivan, delivering a baby and then finding out she had a heart defect.  Then there was 2 weeks in Birmingham at another hospital, heart surgery and finally home.

Now a month later Lilly is doing well.  Her blood pressure went down on the medication and all seems good at the moment.  Her bills have just started reaching us, but seem fairly doable at this point.  However I have discovered I have a corneal ulcer in my right eye.  

This isn't too painful just really annoying at the moment.  Like I have something in my eye I can't get out and it's sensitive to bright lights.  I asked how you get one of these and the doctor said usually it's stress related, lack of sleep, bacteria got in it...well no wonder I have this malady.  I have eye drops for it, but I've had to see the doctor twice in 3 days with another trip Monday.  So I've been wearing my glasses instead of contacts this week.  My glasses aren't as strong as the contacts, but work pretty good.  Until last night.

At about 1am when Lilly decided to eat I went for my glasses...the frames which are about 7 years old decided to break.  Yeah!  So now I'm wearing my even older glasses with a prescription dating back to maybe high school.  Needless to say Lilly and I can both only see about 12 inches from our face right now.  

So if you see me driving anytime soon you might want to go slow and give me time to focus.  :)  And pray that this all gets better soon before I crack.

I heard this song by Steven Curtis Chapman the other day on the way to the eye doctor.  Boy did I need to hear it right then...

And the pain falls like a curtain
On the things I once called certain
And I have to say the words I fear the most
I just don’t know

And the questions without answers
Come and paralyze the dancer
So I stand here on the stage afraid to move
Afraid to fall, oh, but fall I must
On this truth that my life has been formed from the dust

God is God and I am not
I can only see a part of the picture He’s painting
God is God and I am man
So I’ll never understand it all
For only God is God

And the sky begins to thunder
And I’m filled with awe and wonder
‘Til the only burning question that remains
Is who am I

Can I form a single mountain
Take the stars in hand and count them
Can I even take a breath without God giving it to me
He is first and last before all that has been
Beyond all that will pass

Oh, how great are the riches of His wisdom and knowledge
How unsearchable for to Him and through
Him and from Him are all things

So let us worship before the throne
Of the One who is worthy of worship alone


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Bless your heart! If you know your current prescription, you can get a great, really inexpensive pair of glasses at www.zennioptical.com. I have used them twice (2 different prescriptions) and they are fabulous. My first pair was only $13 - including shipping! My second pair was almost $30, but the strength of my lenses had surpassed their "normal" threshold (i.e., coke-bottle-bottom glasses!). I am about to order a pair of sunglasses, too!

Glad to hear that things are going well now for Lilly! Those pictures were too cute!

Janna

Teresa said...

Ah! The enemy attacks! I pray in the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, that God puts a big burly hedge of protection and band of angels around you today! I pray that God, who is able, will defeat the enemy and send him packing. I pray your eye heals quickly and that you can get to the eyeglass store to replace your frames with little hassle (even with two little ones in tow)and finally, I pray for God to give you peace!

Just breath my sister!Love and Prayers,
Teresa
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