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Face the Cross

Upon the cross of Jesus my eye at times can see
The very dying form of One who suffered there for me.

Face the cross, He hangs there in your place.
See the Lamb upon the killing tree.
Stand and look into the Savior’s face
As on the cross, He dies for you and me.

Face the cross and see the dying Son.
See the Lamb upon the killing tree.
See His anguish and His tears of love.
Face the cross, He dies to set us free.

Turn not away, turn not away.
His nail-pierced hands are reaching out to you, to you.

Look upon the One without a sin,.
Spotless Lamb upon the killing tree.
Feel His pain and love from deep within,
So great a price, yet paid so willingly.

Turn not away, turn not away,
Face the cross, face the cross.

Face the One who suffers in your place,
See the Lamb, upon the killing tree.
Light of the world, now clothed in darkness grim
As on the cross, He hangs in agony.

Face the cross and turn not away, turn not away.
His nail-pierced hands are reaching out to you.

Turn not away, behold His wounded side.
Turn not away, behold the crucified.
Face the cross, He hangs there in your place.
Face the cross, and see the King of Grace.
Face the cross, face the cross.

– Words by Herb Fromach, music by David Lantz

Encouraging ourselves in the Lord

This was originally posted August 11, 2010. Something brought it back to mind today, so I thought I’d repost it. The Bible speaks much about community and our need to support, edify, and encourage each other, but it is vital we know how to encourage ourselves in the Lord.

“David encouraged himself in the Lord his God.” I Samuel 30:6b.

This is a sentence that has intrigued me often, and I have been mulling over it from time to time for several weeks. That might have something to do with the fact that we’ve moved away from our two oldest sons, and though we keep in touch, it is not the same as hearing what goes on in their everyday lives and helping them put life into perspective or quietly praying when the time isn’t right for motherly advice. I want them to continue developing this habit and skill of encouraging themselves in the Lord.

As Christians we are supposed to encourage each other, but sometimes there is no one at hand to talk to, or sometimes another person doesn’t really understand, or even if they do understand and do try to help, it’s ineffectual if we do not take their wisdom and encouragement in for ourselves.

The passage that this verse comes from is I Samuel 30. David had been anointed king earlier, but he was not the acting king yet: in fact, he was in hiding from King Saul, who wanted to kill him. While David and his men had been away from their camp, Amalekites had swept in, burned everything, and taken the women and children captive. David’s men spoke of stoning him out of their distress over their families. And at that point, “And David was greatly distressed; for the people spake of stoning him, because the soul of all the people was grieved, every man for his sons and for his daughters: but David encouraged himself in the Lord his God.”

How did David encourage himself? Verse 7 says he asked the priest for the ephod and inquired of the Lord what to do.

We don’t have ephods these days — though sometimes that seems like it would be nice when we need a direct answer as to what to do next! But we have the whole word of God and the continually indwelling Holy Spirit if we’re Christians. One of the many reasons it is so important to read and hear the Word of God regularly is that, as we take it in, we get to know our God and His character better, and the Holy Spirit can then bring back to our minds the truths we’ve learned (John 14:26).

David wrote in Psalm 63 in an earlier situation (I Samuel 23:14, according to the reference notes in my Bible), “My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips: When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice” (verses 5-7). All through his life you find him inquiring of the Lord or going back to what he knew of God’s character and His word. Near the end of his life he passed this same encouragement on to his son, Solomon: in I Chronicles 28:9 he told him, “And thou, Solomon my son, know thou the God of thy father, and serve him with a perfect heart and with a willing mind: for the LORD searcheth all hearts, and understandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts: if thou seek him, he will be found of thee; but if thou forsake him, he will cast thee off for ever,” and verse 20, “Be strong and of good courage, and do it: fear not, nor be dismayed: for the LORD God, even my God, will be with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee, until thou hast finished all the work for the service of the house of the LORD.”

May we all encourage ourselves in the Lord throughout our lives.

See also When No One Understands.

By the way, I am not feeling misunderstood this morning. 🙂 These posts just came to mind so I thought they might be of help to someone else.

What’s On Your Nightstand: March 2013

What's On Your NightstandThe folks at 5 Minutes For Books host What’s On Your Nightstand? the fourth Tuesday of each month in which we can share about the books we have been reading and/or plan to read.

March has been a mixed-up month, with warmer temperatures earlier in the month and snow now after the official first day of spring. Wintry days make me long to curl up with a good book, and I wish I could actually do so more often. But I did get a good bit of reading in.

Since last time I have finished:

Dreams in the Medina by Kati Woronka, courtesy of a free voucher Lisa graciously shared with me, a coming-of-age story about several girls in Syria, reviewed here.

The Secret Thoughts of an Unlikely Convert by Rosaria Champagne Butterfield: a lesbian leftist professor who hates Christians….becomes one. Reviewed here, I am predicting this will be one of my top ten books of the year.

The Last Superhero by Stephen Altrogge, reviewed here. Fun read about an unlikely family of superheroes — an aging grandfather, a klutzy father, and an 8th grade son — going after a new villain.

Escaping My Story by Stephen Altrogge, about a fan of a not-too-great author of spy novels who suddenly finds himself in the real-life plot of one of the novels, with a dire outcome looming. This is the first of something like six installments of a serial novel: I think I’ll wait to review it til I’m done with the series.

Out to Canaan by Jan Karon (audiobook), Book 4 of the Mitford series, in which Father Tim contemplates and prepares for retirement, Mayor Cunningham faces an unlikely opponent, and a mysterious Florida corporation is trying to buy up Mitford property, including Miss Sadie’s Fernbank. Not reviewed, though very much enjoyed.

A New Song by Jan Karon (audiobook), in which Father Tim supplies a pulpit as an interim in Whitecap, an island on the NC coast, gets a disturbing phone call about Dooley back in Mitford, and discovers a mysterious neighbor. Also not reviewed though enjoyed.

Betsy-Tacy and Betsy-Tacy and Tib by Maud Hart Lovelace for Carrie’s Reading to Know Book Club for March, reviewed here.

I’m currently reading:

Introverts in the Church: Finding Our Place in an Extroverted Culture by Adam S. McHugh.

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, audiobook. I had forgotten this was coming up later in Carrie’s Book Club. I may save my review for then, or go ahead and write it when I am done and just link back to it then.

The Victory Club by Robin Lee Hatcher set in WWII.

Up Next:

The Guardian by Beverly Lewis, third in her new Home to Hickory Hollow series.

Betrayal by Robin Lee Hatcher, second in the Where the Heart Lives series.

The Freedom of Self-Forgetfulness by Tim Keller.

In This Mountain by Jan Karon (audiobook).

His Ways, Your Walk, focusing on Bible passages written specifically to women, newly published by my friend Lou Ann Keiser. I was honored to be asked to read the manuscript for this before it was published, and it’s so neat to actually see it in print!

After that, I’m not sure. I’ve got scores to choose from.

What’s on your nightstand?

Betsy-Tacy

For the March installment of Carrie’s Reading to Know Book Club, Annette at This Simple Home chose any title by Maud Hart Lovelace.

I had never read anything by Lovelace: I had never heard of her when my kids were younger.I have a special fondness for her last name: at some point in my childhood I wanted a more romantic sounding, flowy name, and I came up with “Crystal Lovelace.” 🙂 I don’t think I ever told anyone and I don’t think it lasted long.

I read a bit about her online and liked the fact that the Betsy-Tacy stories were based on her experiences as a child, and the first books were written on a young child’s reading level and then progressed in difficulty through the next books, so a child could “grow up” with the books. They were written from 1940-55 but the stories take place in an earlier era (late 19th, early 20th century) in Minnesota.

I thought I might enjoy some of the later books better, when Betsy and Tacy are older, but I like to begin at the beginning, so I read Betsy-Tacy and Betsy-Tacy and Tib. I was afraid they might be a little too “sweet,” but they weren’t: they were fine.

The first book tells of Tacy’s family moving in across the street from Betsy’s and how their friendship got off to an inauspicious start due to Tacy’s shyness, but soon they became almost inseparable, causing everyone who knew them to link their names together. I enjoyed reading about their imaginative play. Usually Betsy is supporting and encouraging shy Tacy in situations such as the first day of school, but when Betsy gets a baby sister that she’s not too excited about at first, then Tacy, who has many siblings, encourages Betsy. At the very end of Betsy-Tacy, they find out a new girl lives in the chocolate-colored house they’ve always admired, thus setting the scene for Betsy-Tacy and Tib.

People thought that adding a new girl to such a close friendship as Betsy and Tacy’s would cause problems, but the girls forge new bonds. Tib is a little different – she is more practical and often doesn’t “get” their pretending and states the obvious, but “Betsy and Tacy liked her just the same.” It’s interesting to get a child’s viewpoint on how cutting a lock of each other’s hair to put in a locket turns into a disaster, or how a club about being good made them especially bad one day. I often had to remind myself when my kids were young to look at things from their point of view, not to excuse wrongdoing, but to remind myself their thought patterns and the process whereby they came to do what they did was often much different from what I would have thought. Children’s books are good for that, and for creative solutions, such as the time the girls were allowed to play and make houses out of some old wood that then had to be stacked and put away. Instead of the father thundering that the children needed to stop playing and leave so the work could be done, he came up with a new play scenario so they could demolish their “house” in fun and not in tears.

Betsy and Tacy share common antagonists in their older sisters, although they do admit they are nice and helpful sometimes. This has nothing at all to do with the books, but it got me to thinking about being the oldest sister. It’s easy for older children to seem bossy when they are often put in charge or asked to tell the younger one it is time to come in or whatever. I’m the oldest of six, and I don’t think I have a reputation as the bossy older sister. I’ve tried not to be that way as an adult, and I don’t think I was as a child, though my sisters and brother might offer a different opinion if I asked them. 😀 My brother is four years younger and my oldest sister eight years young, and the next three followed a little more quickly, with the youngest being born when I was 17. A while after my parents divorced my brother went to live with my dad, and I was the official babysitter and acknowledged second-in-command to my mom. I don’t remember their being any resentment about that — it just seemed to be the way it was, and it may have been helped by the difference in our ages. A sibling closer in age might not have accepted it so easily, seeing me more as a peer, and I might have been more tempted to “lord it over” them if we were closer in age, trying to establish a shaky and unrecognized authority. But in our extended family, there is a sibling and spouse who very much hold on to the “we’re oldest, we’re in charge, we’re wiser” card (which really bugs me as another “oldest.” 🙂 ) I don’t know why I am going into all this and I may take this paragraph out — the view of the older sisters as antagonists just got me thinking. I was originally thinking maybe if an oldest child wasn’t put “in charge” except when really needed, that might lessen some of the younger children’s resentment, but I don’t know: human nature being what it is, people under the same roof are usually going to have some difficulties to work out one way or another.

The fact that reading (even children’s books) makes me think is one of the things I like about it, but to get back to these particular books: a part of me would love to continue on reading through the series. I’d love to see how the girls grow up. But the other stacks of books in my house and on my TBR list need attending to, so maybe I’ll come back to them another time. I do plan on introducing them to my grandchildren some day, especially if they are girls (I am very much planning to be the reading Grandma. Maybe reading and baking. 🙂 ).  But I might get back to the series even before then.

Thank you, Carrie and Annette, for introducing me to this series!

(This will also be linked to Semicolon‘s Saturday Review of Books.)

“God permits what He hates to accomplish what He loves”

One thing I love about listening to Joni Eareckson Tada is that she’s genuine. She’s no armchair theologian philosophizing about pain and suffering: she has lived it, having broken her neck as a teenager and living in a wheelchair for 45 years. And through it all she acknowledges God’s purposes and perfect plan for her life. “I’d rather be in a wheelchair and know Him that be walking without Him.”

But in this video she pulls back the curtain a little bit to reveal the “low middle years” with her husband, his depression and feeling trapped, her own dissolving in tears over learning she had breast cancer and feeling, “I can’t do this.” I can remember hearing about her breast cancer diagnosis and thinking that that was too much on top of a broken neck and chronic pain (either of which would be “too much” for many people.) Sometimes when we have a major life crisis, we might think, “OK, I’ve had my trial and tribulation, so I’m done: the rest of life will be smooth sailing.” Probably not.

She shares ways God has used her disabilities and suffering, one of which was revealing her sin to her. When I am provoked, I tend to think, “I reacted wrongly because of the provocation,” and then I pray for its removal and think everything will be all right then, But she offers the thought that God allows provocation in order to reveal our sinful reactions to our own hearts, so that we can seek Him for forgiveness and grace to overcome. We can’t say, “That’s not me”…because it is. And we need to learn how to react as Christ did, which we can do only by His grace.

She calls suffering “a splash of hell” but maintains that a “splash of heaven” can be found through intimacy with Christ in the midst of it. And she can say so because she has found it to be true.

This is well worth 42 minutes of your time:

Laudable Linkage

Here are a few good reads discovered in the last week or so:

Hallelujah, What a Savior, HT to Janet. How a low view of God’s law leads to a cheap view of grace or nullifies it altogether.

25 Things Our Sons Need to Know About Manhood.

Scripture reading plan for Passion week.

Curing Fear, Restoring Mission. Though there are times we are supposed to separate, ““Does there have to be perfect conformity to the customs for us to have biblical fellowship in our church? Does the other person or group have to adopt our customs and live exactly as we do for us to fellowship with them?” No.

To parents of small children: Let me be the one to say it out loud. “You’re not a terrible parent if….”

And from the above author’s wife: These are the lines of a story, lovely post about our bodies after childbirth.

The Christian Fantasy. Why good fantasy is hard to write and why today’s doesn’t often measure up to the great fantasy writers of the past (Lewis, Tolkien).

Writes of Passage is a blog of ten different Christian fiction authors. This month they’ve been celebrating Women’s History Month by featuring a different woman of history each day, sometimes a woman who influenced one of their books. It’s been interesting reading.

Writing jokes, songs, and picture books. A lot of effort goes into making it look effortless.

A visit with Elisabeth Elliot, one of my personal heroes of the faith.

Shopping at the Department Store of Ideas. How writers hone in on ideas for writing.

By now you have probably heard that Google Reader is shutting down July 1 (Boo, hiss!) Here are some good alternatives, and here is one more.

And for a quick smile, the Mission Impossible Squirrel:

Friday’s Fave Five

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Welcome to Friday’s Fave Five, hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story, in which we can share five of our favorite things from the last week,  wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God blesses us with. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

I saw this on Facebook — it about sums up the weather situation this week:

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🙂 We do have some snow in the forecast in the next few days. But here are some highlights of the last chilly week:

1. A visit from a dear friend’s daughter who was passing through and needed a place to stop for the night. It was wonderful to be able to provide that for her and to catch up a bit with what was going on in her life.

2. A long phone call from the above dear friend. We saw that we were both on Facebook at the same time, and she messaged, “Do you have time to talk?” We’ve known each other since early married days and haven’t had a chance to really catch up with each other in a long while.

3. Spring break. No alarm clocks!

4. A new chair and end table. I’ve been wanting a chair for our bedroom ever since we moved here, for various reasons. Finally found a nice swivel rocker at a very good price. And I mentioned getting a new nightstand a few weeks ago: we got one for Jim’s side as well. Though I have never felt everything had to be exactly matchy-matchy in a room, it’s nice if things balance and coordinate. Our room has been a hodgepodge just about the whole time we’ve been married, and it’s nice that it’s finally looking a little more put together.

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5. Mini Pie Bites. After learning that March 14 was Pi Day, I really had a craving for chocolate pie. But these days I pretty much save such things for company, because it is too much temptation to have a whole pie or cake in the house. Then I came across these in the store…perfect!

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Have you have a great weekend as we all look ahead to when it will really feel like spring!

No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow.
– Proverb from Guinea

Themes of My Life

Sherry at Semicolon commemorated 12/12/12 last year by posting about 12 themes of her life. Though it’s way past that particular unique date, her post got me to thinking about the themes of my own life. Here are some of them, and, as she said, they’re reflected in much of my blogging:

1. God. Even before I knew Him, I thought Him to be kind, loving, and wise, and I had something of an affection for Him. I came to know Him by believing on Jesus (“And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.” John 17:3) when I was a teen-ager and have only grown in my appreciation and esteem for the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

2. The Bible. I am so glad that the church God led me to when I was a teen-ager had an emphasis on reading the Bible through. That was a vulnerable time in my life, and I could so easily have drifted into who knows what, but God used His Word to ground me not only personally, but in the faith. I took it in like a thirsty man drinks water, like a hungry man eats food: it was my lifeline. It still is. And I am glad for the emphasis on reading all of it, because it is all inspired, and because it keeps one balanced spiritually to read it all and interpret it as it relates to the whole. So many false doctrines come from an emphasis on one part while neglecting or deemphasizing another or taking a text out of context. One of my passions is getting people into the Word of God for themselves: one such post along those lines is Reasons to Read the Bible.

3. Family. My mom was my best friend as I was growing up, and though my relationship with my father wasn’t as close, it was still devastating when my parents divorced. Even before that, in all of the aspirations of what I might want to be when I grew up, a wife and mom was always a part of it, and after I became a Christian I longed to have a Christian family. I’ve been so blessed with a close, loving family, and with my kids almost all grown now, I like to encourage younger moms along the way.

4. Homemaking. I ‘ve always felt that every woman is a homemaker whether she is single, married, whether she has children or not, whether she is working or not, because we all live in some kind of home, and God has given it to us partly as a refuge from the world and partly as a ministry to others. Being a homemaker has not been highly regarded in our culture in the last few decades, and I long to encourage women that homemaking is a high and honorable endeavor.

5. Ministry. Every Christian is given gifts with which to minister to others, and is “his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them” (Ephesians 2:10), whether we’re called to “the” ministry or not. This is probably the area where God has stretched and grown me the most in recent years, drawing me out of my comfort zone and teaching me to depend even more on Him to work through me.

6. Missions. I thought at one time that God might be calling me to be a missionary, but over time I realized my calling is more in assisting missionaries. I’ve gotten to know some of the dearest people through some of the ministries in our churches that have particularly ministered to them. Plus a love of reading missionary biographies and their impact on my life has encouraged me to minister to and learn from these fine folks on “the front lines.”

7. Church. I mentioned the Bible being a lifeline: a good church also was in my early days as a Christian. People who loved me and cared for me and were unwitting examples to me helped me so much. God made us to minister to one another. Though no church is perfect, and though the church at large is fraught with flaws, “Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it; That he might sanctify and cleanse it with the washing of water by the word, That he might present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing; but that it should be holy and without blemish” (Ephesians 5:25b-27). If He loved it that much, and we love Him, it follows that we should love the church as well.

8. Books. I’ve loved reading ever since I first learned how. I could write another whole post on why I love reading (maybe some day…), but books have been a major part of my whole life. I have to have one or two books I’m currently reading at any given time, and I have to take a handful when traveling (the Kindle app sure helps with that!) If I go too long without reading I feel like I’m starving. I wrote about the 98 books that have most enriched my life a couple of years ago — I probably need to update that with a few I’ve read since.

9. Music. I am not a musician, but I’ve loved music for years. Christian music was another lifeline in my early Christian life, and so many times God has ministered to my heart with a particular hymn or spiritual song at a particular time. But I also enjoy some classical music, Irish, English, and early American folk music, some songs from musicals, Emile Pandolfi’s piano-playing, and assorted other types. I quite often have music playing while my hands are busy or have a song going around in my head.

10. Beauty. Not the obsession with personal beauty prevalent these days, but the beauty that causes God’s hand to be seen and inspires worship and praise to Him, beauty that reflects truth, beauty manifest in nature, music, art, writing, color, even a lovely table setting.

11. Creativity. I used to think either a person was creative, or they were not, and I didn’t think I was. I used to associate creativity with artsy people. But over the years I came to realize that there are different kinds of creativity. A dear friend was a wiz at coming up with simple yet really neat lunch ideas or activities for her children. Another friend I used to do bulletin boards with used to say she could staple and pin and cut things out for it, but she didn’t want to come up with ideas — but often she’d have an idea while we were working or an adjustment that was just right. I really enjoy other people’s creativity (Pinterest has been a feast for that!) and love to have some type of craft or project going on the side.

12. Writing has been a lifelong outlet. As a child I wrote stories and poems. I don’t have much of that any more except a folder of poems I had written as a teen and one poem from my childhood. I kept a diary as a teen but, sadly, threw it away. I’ve written a few magazine articles, a few newspaper columns, and a few years’ worth of newsletters for the ladies’ group at church. And, of course, there is this blog. 🙂 I think things through by writing and like to encourage people through writing. I think I express myself better through writing than speaking. I don’t know how the Lord may use it in the future, but I am grateful for the outlets He has given so far.

13. Learning. I always loved school. Maybe not every single class or teacher, but I loved school in general. If college hadn’t been so expensive, I could have stayed on another couple of years just taking classes that sounded interesting. I still like to keep the brain percolating by learning new things.

As I was thinking about what to include in this list, I thought that, honestly, overarching themes of my life would have to include “besetting sins.” I try to keep things real here and not hold myself up as some kind of paragon of virtue: I’ve shared some of my faults and failings and struggles here. On the other hand, I don’t think it is necessary or even wise to lay it all out here, either. Let’s just say that most of them involved self in some way — self-indulgence, self-righteousness, self-promotion, self-protection. Be assured God is continually convicting and working on me!

What are some themes of your life?

 

Family updates

I shared some family issues a few weeks ago and thought I’d give you an update.

I mentioned Jim’s surgery on the last Friday’s Fave Five, but in case you missed it, we got the pathology report back on his kidney, and the mass definitely was cancerous. The good news was that there is no sign of it in the lymph nodes or lymphatic system, so that is excellent, and he won’t have to have chemotherapy or radiation as they are not effective for this type of cancer anyway. We’re told that kidney cancer, if it spreads, usually goes to the liver, lungs, brain, or bone. His liver looked fine on the original CAT scan, and his chest x-ray was clear. He has an appointment with an oncologist this week to determine if he should have scans to see if everything is ok with bones and brain just to be sure. He has a follow-up appointment with the urologist who did the surgery at the end of the month, and if everything is ok on all those fronts, I think we’ll be able to close this chapter. He is still a little tender in the surgical area and can still get tired after a while. They say it usually takes about 6 weeks to completely recover from surgery.

I had written in the last “family news” that my mother-in-law was in the hospital and would have to be moved to a nursing home when she was released. She was in the hospital about a week. The building of the nursing home is a little depressing, but the people there are just excellent. We had had some problems with her care at her last assisted living place, and it is such a balm to know those taking care of her now have the same concerns we do and to see that they treat her gently and kindly. They have been doing physical and occupational therapy with her to see if they can help her regain some strength and muscle tone — we weren’t sure how much of what she lost had to do with the aging process and how much had to do with having been sick. However, it looks like she is not really regaining anything, so the different therapies will probably come to a stop soon.

Sadly, we have seen an even further decline in her condition. She had not been wanting to eat as much as usual over the last several weeks even before getting sick, except when she really, really liked something, like a couple of Mexican dishes we would have here at home. But since she was sick she doesn’t have much interest in food at all and is having trouble swallowing and speaking. They began pureeing her food so she could swallow it better, but of course that makes it even less appetizing. One day while I was chauffeuring Jim back and forth to see her after his surgery, he was helping her eat, and there were three blobs of brown food that all looked like various shades of refried beans. We looked on the menu for the day, and baked beans were listed, but the entree was hot dogs. Can you imagine pureed hot dogs? But they do have some “real” soft foods, too, like applesauce, mashed potatoes, pudding, and ice cream. She doesn’t usually want more than 5 bites or so of food, and they supplement with Ensure.

The problems with eating and lack of appetite have led to discussion of feeding tubes. We’re not there yet, but we’ve been gathering information in order to make an informed decision. At that age and stage of life, it’s more merciful to avoid some life-saving measures that would be employed under other circumstances: CPR compressions, for instance, could result in broken bones and massive complications in the elderly. And many people do not want to be put on a ventilator at that age and stage. She did sign DNR papers for those kinds of things years ago. But we hadn’t considered a feeding tube as a part of that situation: we had seen it in the same light as the IV fluids and antibiotics she received in the hospital. Letting someone die a natural death is one thing: making it happen is another, and withholding food would certainly make it happen. If someone were in a coma with no hope of recovery, it would make sense to us not to disturb them with medical procedures and just let them go. But when someone is still “there” as a person, can interact and communicate to some degree and make their needs known to a degree, can even laugh and tease, then to us it seems inhumane to say that once you can’t swallow any more, sorry, that’s it, no more food for you. One friend said that a feeding tube is “unnatural.” I don’t know — where do you cross the line over “unnatural” medical intervention? Food through a tube? Fluids and antibiotics through an IV? Insulin for a diabetic?

As my husband told a family member who was very upset over the whole issue, it’s important not to judge anyone else’s decision. It’s a complicated situation, and good people are on either side of it at various stages. I’d just encourage people to study it out so you can make an informed decision for yourself and your loved ones. We’re reading up and discussing it with our medical professionals and a couple of friends in the medical field.

The other issue we’re wrestling with is whether or not to bring her home to our house. There are pros and cons either way. As my husband said, we have this romantic notion about bringing someone home to die, but would she even realize where she was, and would she consider this home, or does “home” for her mean Idaho, where she came from? And we have this vision of being with her when she passes, holding her hand and hearing her ask if we can see the angels — but who knows if it will happen like that. We would be able to be with her more, so that would be a big plus. We wouldn’t have medical help at the push of a button any more, and that would be scary. The social worker there at the nursing home is going to give us some information about hospice, home health care agencies, etc., so we have some reading and fact-finding and thinking to do.

And finally, I had requested prayer for a niece’s fiance with multiple tumors. He’s going into the hospital today for the next to the last round. He’s gotten extremely sick with some rounds and his white blood cell count has gone way low, so this time they decided to just admit him to the hospital to keep an eye on him while he undergoes this treatment. The last scan a few weeks ago showed that some of the tumors were gone and others had shrunk, so everything is working, thank the Lord. I’d appreciate prayer for them, as you feel led, for not only the physical but also the spiritual needs. And while you’re at it, you might pray for another nephew struggling with drug addiction.

Thank you so much for your concern and prayers. I never dreamed when I started a blog several years ago that I would find such dear blog friends along the way.

“Jehovah Findeth None”

What Though th’ Accuser Roar

What though th’ accuser roar,
Of ills that I have done;
I know them well, and thousands more;
Jehovah findeth none.

Sin, Satan, Death, press near,
To harass and to appall;
Let but my risen Lord appear,
Backward they go and fall.

Before, behind, around,
They set their fierce array,
To fight and force me from my ground
Along Immanuel’s way.

I meet them face to face,
Through Jesus’ conquest blest;
March in the triumph of His grace,
Right onward to my rest.

There, in His book I bear
A more than conq’ror’s name,
A soldier, son, and fellow-heir,
Who fought and overcame.

His be the Victor’s name
Who fought our fight alone;
Triumphant saints no honor claim,
Their conquest was His own.

By weakness and defeat
He won the meed and crown
Trod all our foes beneath His feet,
By being trodden down.

He hell in hell laid low;
Made sin, he sin o’erthrew;
Bowed to the grave, destroyed it so,
And death, by dying, slew.

Bless, bless the Conq’ror slain!
Slain in His victory!
Who lived, who died, who lives again,
For thee, His Church, for Thee!

~ Samuel Whitelock Gandy