The good and the bad of our September
This is short because I have a lot to do, and I only have about 10 minutes to fully devote to procrastination. So two things: First, I have spent the last few weeks and will continue for the next two weeks listing out all of the things we have done, are doing, or will do. It's a LOOONG list. The thought occurred to me that some people might think I'm complaining about everything we have to do, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I am having the BEST time this month! September is crazy. We knew things would be crazy, and while most people would dread all the work, I've been looking forward to it. Seriously. These kinds of times are the ones that I look forward to. It's a challenge for me. Can I really do a road trip to Maine, do all of our community work including three events, make time for the kids and friends, start teaching a literature class on the other side of the state, pack up our house AND move in 4 weeks? I don't know. Let's find out! It also fits well with my natural tendencies. I'm much happier with short term goals that I can work towards and complete. I'm not a maintenance person. I'm a project person. I've filled my month with projects so I'm in my element!
And second, let's take things down for a minute. My grandfather is just not doing well. There's no other way to say it. He's 92, he's tired, he's in and out of the hospital...it's just not good. He's become confused to the point that he's not recognizing people. Like his daughter for example. As I said, it's just not good. However, every single night he prays for his family by name. He prays for all of my family by name. That only comes from a lifetime of praying. It's become a part of who he is. He prays for his family. Although this is an incredibly difficult and sad time for my family, how amazing is it to know that my grandfather, who can barely eat and can't really do anything for himself anymore, still prays for us daily. When his memory fails him, his soul does not. Jesus is faithful when everything else fails.
And second, let's take things down for a minute. My grandfather is just not doing well. There's no other way to say it. He's 92, he's tired, he's in and out of the hospital...it's just not good. He's become confused to the point that he's not recognizing people. Like his daughter for example. As I said, it's just not good. However, every single night he prays for his family by name. He prays for all of my family by name. That only comes from a lifetime of praying. It's become a part of who he is. He prays for his family. Although this is an incredibly difficult and sad time for my family, how amazing is it to know that my grandfather, who can barely eat and can't really do anything for himself anymore, still prays for us daily. When his memory fails him, his soul does not. Jesus is faithful when everything else fails.
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