It is Sunday night and I am alone in my house. Aaron and the kids are over and Mom and Dad Grims for an Easter dinner with the whole gang. I feel sorry for myself . I ate alphagettis for dinner with ice cream for dessert. I caught up on Survivor and watched some Netflix, alone. Earlier in the day I had to drag my butt to Vancouver with Mom and Don while my family was without me at church. Platelets were low so I had to wait to get antihistamines and then another hour and a half for the platelets to run through. I was super tired. My hemoglobin is low and I am guessing by Tuesday I will be needing blood as well. I wanted a nap. I barely got to see my family today. Sheesh that sure doesn’t sound like a happy person. Wait a minute, let me try this again…
It is Sunday night and I am spending my evening in the company of a cat, a fish and a bird. Aaron and the kids are over at Mom and Dad Grims for an Easter dinner with so many of my favorite people. I am so blessed to call all those people family. I am thankful that my kids and husband could feast on a wonderful meal celebrating our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. I am thankful that God provides us with food to eat on a daily basis. I am thankful for all the hands that are involved in making a lot of the food. I was able to stay home safe from any germs that could cause me to have an infection. My white blood count is very low and it is too dangerous for me to go anywhere. Being around 19 kids is probably not a good idea for me. So I am grateful that I have alphagettis to eat and delicious ice cream. Earlier in the day I needed to go to the hospital to get blood work in case I needed transfusions. Mom and Don were able to take me so that Aaron could go to church with the kids. My platelets were low and so I needed a platelet transfusion. Some man or woman came in special to donate these platelets for me. Their HLA platelets match my antibodies better because my body likes to destroy all the other ones. I am incredibly grateful for this person. Thank you.
That sounded a bit better, hey? There sure are times when I am not in a good place and get frustrated that things are so different now. I complain and cry. I get irritable and don’t want to talk to anyone. I have a bad illness. Life sucks, right? Hummm…. You know I think about what Jesus had to endure. He had to bare the weight of all our sins, nailed to a cross, suffering and died . Jesus did this for me. Jesus did this for you. My illness doesn’t seem so bad anymore. I still have a lot of wonderful things going for me. I have a wonderful Husband and 4 seriously awesome kids, an extended family and church family, friends and my prayer soldiers. I have doctors and nurses who give me great care. I have blood donors who continuously save my life. I have medical and a car to get to where I need to go. Driving into Vancouver may seem like a drag but every time I go, I get to go back to my home to be with my family. Sure things aren’t easy right now but I have everything I need for today. Every day is a new gift and everyday I will be thankful for what God has given me and placed in front of me and not on what I don’t need and what really doesn’t matter. Happy Easter everyone!
Matthew 28: 1-10
1After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
2There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
5The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”
8So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 10Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.”