It was early last Sunday. Once again, I hadn't been able to sleep due to physical and mental challenges which have kept me awake at nights for many weeks. I was tired, frustrated, discouraged and probably depressed.
My mind raced to the many unsolved physical needs that I had and to those facing my wife. I thought about the many needs we had for house cleaning and minor repairs that I could no longer handle and I had nobody to help us complete them. June brought back many memories of my dad and my brother who both had birthdays this month. Oh how I miss them. I also miss visits and conversations church members and coworkers and friends who appear to have forgotten us. Being homebound can be very lonely.
I knew that my wife was facing knee replacement in the days ahead. She is my driver, cook, caretaker and the one friend who has time to talk with me. During the next month I have 20 visits/procedures scheduled which I will need to get to. Somehow I will.
So after running through all of this, I finally got up and struggled out to my recliner, where I appear to be spending my life recently. I skipped breakfast. I turned on the television and located a streaming church service from a church which I have been watching each Sunday because of the good inspiring music which they feature.
Suddenly their choir began to sing a song which years ago I had used as a theme chorus when I led worship at a Senior Saints retreat at Pinebrook. "The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; They are new every morning, great is your faithfulness!"
Wow! Thank you, Lord, I needed that reminder.
Now that didn't solve my physical problems but it did force me to recall God's faithfulness to me over the decades and reassure me that unlike others, He hasn't forgotten me. I don't know how He will handle my many concerns, but I know He will.
I then began to recall how good God had been to me over my 83 years. I was reminded that after many months without contact from my former church friends, I recently did receive a call from a former church member and coworker. He called to offer me a happy birthday and to encourage me. And that he did. Thank you, Jim.
I remembered how a friend came to complete the planting of our flowers. And she also surprised us by bringing lunch. Thank you. Leslie.
Three of my medical specialists actually contacted me to offer me visit times when schedulers had informed me that none of them had openings for months.
I have also been blest by several cousins who are prayer warriors and faithfully pray for me.
And then I remembered how many blessings the Lord has given me over the years. Obviously, He has not forgotten me, I do have much to be thankful for.
"His mercies never come to an end". I will be watching to see how He provides the cleaning help and handyman needs I have. It will be interesting to see how He provides the transportation and cooking help I may need. It will be exciting to see how He takes care of our pressing physical needs. I don't know how, but I know He will.
"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, His mercies never come t and end. They are new every morning. GREAT is Thy faithfulness.",
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