There are moments of full restoration, in our life; and there aren’t too. Sometimes we lacked, or seemed to lack nothing at other times.
Well, let me tell you something:
More than a week back, I was rushed to the Emergency Ward to the hospital. We’re hospitalized for a good long week of time. To put it simple and short, I wake up half-conscious again in the same hospital where I underwent brain surgery.
Regarding my blog; dear esteemed readers, followers, and well wishers, it takes a hit as was unable to write new posts. And it’ll take some more time to come back, if I could earn my hosting price from Bluehost.
If the comeback thing didn’t happen, it must’ve been that God hadd another plan for me. But, let’s keep hoping:
This I recalled to my mind. Therefore, I have hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion, said my soul. Therefore, I have hope in him. Lamentations 3
At the same time, I’m rehabilitating at home, waiting for my body to recover. There are times God, our Father, seems dead in our life; but He’s resurrected, He lived.
The call that came on the day I was made to regain my consciousness, by Our Heavenly Father, was mesmerizing. That called came from my children who spent the night over at sister’s place.
The night before I regained full consciousness, I was told, was spent in pictorial expression of the emotional side of my six-year-old. And it’s a good feeling to know they slept well.
The Pictorial Expressions:
Picture 1: My child standing nearby me, in tears, as they rushed me to Emergency Ward of the Hospital. His depiction of my hospital bed, cardiac monitor, and many more can be seen here.
He’s drawn of himself being in tears. And for a parent, it says a lot.
Picture 2: My child, sometimes my daughter, waiting besides my bed; holding my hand or sometimes simply waiting to talk to me.
Is God really good?
I asked myself this question; and sometimes Yes and sometimes No; seems to be the appropriate answer. But it isn’t!
Well, in my limited understanding, God seems not to be so good as was told. But beyond the limited understanding of human or my wisdom, and His act for my existence, He is good. So we say God is good all the time.
‘Whatever we’ve been through the Lord will not forget us. (Isaiah 49:15b)
You know my down-sitting and my uprising, you understand my thoughts from far off (psalms 139:2) Lord, you are full of compassion, and gracious, longsuffering, and plenteous in mercy and truth. (Psalms 86:15)
Let us not be weary in well doing: in due season we shall reap, if we not faint. (Galatians 6:9) I recalled these promising verses for you and for me.
The Care-Giver:
On a positive side, it’s noteworthy that my wife’s at home, whether taking day off, every time some unusual happened. The handiwork of God’s beyond my plans and imaginations.
The life of a chronically-ill patient is filled with certain unfulfilled obligations. They were weak and weary, undone and unknown to mere young ambiguities. For more visit my Archives on Stay-At-Home-Dad.
The role of a care-giver has more meaning to it than being cared. Thus in due season, it’s in my hope that I too be transforms to caregiver in the near future.
Everything to God in prayer!
PS: Any comments, if came up, might not be responded as I did before.
Praying for you! And yes, God is good all the time, even in the difficult times. You are an inspiration. Thank you for your posts. It is okay if you do not respond.
Thankyou for lifting me up in your prayer, before the Lord! So kind and encouraging!
Your faith is amazing!
I’m a man of little faith, just a normal person, wanting to live a life in God’s abiding grace!