Hip surgery is quite the ordeal, but family has certainly made it easier on me! I rest, while my mom makes everyone lunch and my dad teaches my kids about history as they watch a documentary together. I’m so thankful they are able to be here with me during my recovery.
Yesterday my sweet Aunt sent a text to encourage me from God’s Word, to persevere in the midst of trial, knowing that God will use all things for the good of those who love Him, who are called according to His purpose. Then she asked me what He has been teaching me through it.
But I believe He has also used my trial to teach my kids, and that blesses me in a way I can’t fully describe. They have grown in compassion and servanthood over the last two years as they’ve seen me literally limp through my days. My 11 year old, Teddy, recently asked an older woman, a stranger to him, if he could help her lift a heavy item. She was surprised a young boy had even noticed she was struggling. It blessed her. It blessed me. My pain has opened their eyes of compassion a little wider, and that makes the trial worth walking through.
My sister came to visit me today. She brought 7 meals for my family, to tuck away in the freezer and make dinner easier on me after my parents leave. Such a sweet gift… my sister is to me! I know God loves me because He blessed me so, with family. Family is the sweetest gift.
Dzintars is still learning what family means. He was told in L@tvi@ that his adoption was only until he turned 18, then he would be an adult and need to take care of himself. I’ve told him time and again that family will always be here for him. It doesn’t change at any age. Today I believe he finally understood. He and Indy came in to chat with me while I rested on my bed. We talked about how wonderful it has been having Nana and Papa here to help while Dad is at work, and how nice it was for Aunt Shawna and their cousins to visit and bring us food. A perfect opportunity… I said, “You see boys, I’m 40 years old and my Mom and Dad still come to help me when I need them. The love of a Mom and Dad never ends. There’s never an age when parents stop helping. My sister also still cares about me and wants to help. Siblings are your best friends for the rest of your life. That’s family.”
Indy’s thoughtful reply… “family is forever”.
Yes, family is forever!
Dzintars sat quietly on the edge of the bed just nodding his head gently, then reached up to wipe a tear away.
Thanking God for my family and the living example they’ve been, as it speaks to my children’s hearts.
“Give thanks to The Lord for He is good, for His steadfast love endures forever.”