Cried Out...

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Cried Out…

As I wrote in yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I had to see my surgeon.

He told me that my partly-opened and infected incision was looking improved, but it still wasn’t healed. Not good.

To make sure I don’t have some other sort of infection or problem, he told me that he wants me to have an ultrasound test done, at the hospital. I’m still waiting to hear when this will happen.

Sigh…

I began praying that there isn’t some sort of problem that we are not aware of. Certainly, I do not want to have any further surgery.

The reality is, I have no control over any of this.

Only God is in control. As a human, I’ve done everything in my power to encourage healing.

In order to ensure the antibiotics I took over the last three (3) weeks, worked well, I followed the instructions.

I had to stop taking my vitamins, because I couldn’t work it out for 6 hours before or 2 hours after. Plus, I had to not eat peppers or anything spicy, and the worst… no caffeine. That meant no tea or coffee!

Since I finished my antibiotics on Monday, and the surgeon did not want me to have another round yet, I allowed myself to actually have coffee, today.

Well, I need to qualify that remark.

While I like French Vanilla Cappuccino, I do not often drink it from Tim Horton’s. Too many calories, and sugar for me!

Instead, I use packets of instant mix that I make at home. Only 60 calories!

Yum! It tasted great! I felt blessed taking that first (1st) sip!

The fact remains, I am still in need of healing. Thank you, for continued prayer, for my daughter and for me. May God bless you…

Ultimately, God heals. Psalm 30:2 says, “O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.”

I have cried out to Him many times. He’s heard my cries. And, I’m trusting Him, for the outcome.


Until next time…

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H.B. & Calm...

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H.B. & Calm…

Before I begin today’s entry, I must wish my grandson D, a very Happy Birthday!

In yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I mentioned my daughter B asked me to come stay with her, at least overnight.

It took me most of yesterday afternoon to pack up. It wasn’t like I was moving or anything, but I did have much I felt I needed to take with me.

With not being able to bend much, lift or carry, packing wasn’t made easy. Still, I managed.

B’s boyfriend S, loaded my things into my van. Then, he drove me to B’s home.

To my surprise, B already had supper made. It was delicious! And, I enjoyed spending the evening with some of my grandchildren.

I’m not sure if it was due to not being in my own bed, but I did have some trouble sleeping. Of course, it may have been due to the high winds!

Windsor and Essex County were expecting more damage from Hurricane Sandy, but it seemed to change course slightly.

Yes, we have damage. But, not as much as had been suggested.

Today, B had to go to the hospital, for a medical appointment. She was supposed to be x-rayed again, for her broken shoulder. Unfortunately, her card had been written incorrectly. Her appointment time was written differently in their records than on her card.

B will have to return next week, instead.

Afterwards, we met up with my daughter P, who had been at a local medical centre, as well. Even though it was a quick stop, I was glad to at least have been able to see her.

While I knew I wouldn’t see P’s son D, I was happy that she was able to take my birthday gift to him.
Some may think it was just good timing. I believe that nothing happens that surprises God. He provides for us, always.

Thinking of the winds and storm reminded me of when Jesus was in the boat with His disciples. Matthew 8:24-26 tells us, “And, behold, there arose a great tempest in the sea, insomuch that the ship was covered with the waves: but he was asleep. And his disciples came to him, and awoke him, saying, Lord, save us: we perish. And he saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm.”

While many people have suffered with ‘Sandy‘. Many are still suffering. But, my Lord took care of us here, in comparison. I am truly thankful that He calmed the storm for us, here.

Please join me in prayer for those who live in areas that have been devastated. Thank you. May God bless you…


Until next time…

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Signs & Prayer...

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Signs & Prayer…

Yesterday, I wrote on Life with Lynnie (LwL) about miracles. I am grateful that God blesses us with them.

Still, there is much prayer needed for the USA eastern seaboard, as there is a major storm attacking there, even as I write this. That very same storm will affect us here in Ontario, Canada, probably tomorrow.

The rain isn’t the big thing. It’s the wind. Yes, I believe all in the path of this storm need a miracle.

The high winds will cause interior lakes and rivers to probably overflow in some areas. And, will certainly cause damage and possibly power outages.

If my memory serves me correctly, about 10 years ago, we had a power outage that lasted four (4) days. We survived it.

However, my lifestyle is different, now. Then, I was in a house, where we could bbq, etc., if needed. But, now I live on the 17th floor of an apartment building.

If we have extended power failure, I will not be able to exit my building in my current physical condition. Nor, will a nurse be able to access my unit. Not to mention that I won’t be able to cook or provide for myself.

How grateful I am that early this morning, my daughter B called me. Wanting me to pack up and prepare for possible problems, she suggested I go to her home, to weather the storm.

At first, I thought… why? After a short conversation and some silent prayer, I agreed. Not just for my sake. But, also for hers. This way, I know she won’t worry.

Plus, we will take some items I have that will contribute to comfort at her home, should the power go out.

Even so, this storm is raging and can be dangerous to many. S, a Facebook (FB) friend of mine suggested that the recent earthquakes and raging storms are a result of God’s judgement.

Many would disagree, but I tend to agree with S. God’s Word, the Bible tells us so in many passages about wars, rumours of war, earthquakes, pestilences, etc., being the beginning of sorrows.

Luke 21:25 tells us, “And there shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves roaring;”

I pray you’ll join me in prayer that God will offer protection from this raging storm.

Even so, I must say how blessed I feel, once again, today. Not just knowing my Lord, but also with my family. I am truly grateful, Lord.

If you do not yet know Jesus, as your Lord and Saviour, please come to Christ, today. Your eternity in heaven will be secure. Without Him, you are not guaranteed, tomorrow.


Until next time…

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Fervent Prayer...

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Fervent Prayer…

In yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I wrote about needing a miracle.

To be honest, I’ve already received many miracles, from God. Still, I’m trusting Him to heal me, completely. Including my partially-opened and infected incision.

If you’ve read my book, Love Never Fails You… (www.lynniebooks.blogspot.com) you will have read about one major miracle that happened, when the school bus I was driving years ago, was hit by a truck. A miracle that I will always thank God for.

Then, when my grandson, N was born about six (6) weeks premature, he was in the neonatal unit until he was strong enough to go home.

B’s neonatologist was a Christian doctor. With B’s approval, he brought the elders of his church to annoint N with oil and pray over him, and some other babies whose parent’s gave permission.

On his last meeting with B, before releasing N, he showed B the N’s original brainscan. It showed brain damage. She had never before seen this, nor had she been told. Then, he showed her N’s final brainscan, just before authorizing his release from hospital. It showed no brain damage. None.

This angel from God explained that B needed to know that she and N had received a miracle. That N’s brain damage disappearing was not due to any medication or anything that he or the nurses did, for there truly is no earthly remedy for brain damage.

He gave all the credit to God.

This same neonatologist took care of my daughter P’s son, S. S had been born about a month early, due to him having a more than double heartrate. Medical professionals knew that he would not survive a normal birth, so he was taken from the womb, early.

After S’s birth, his heartrate was still more than double what it should have been. No medications seemed to work.

Eventually, S was transported to a hospital more than two (2) hours away, in London, Ontario. But, not before this angel of God did the same thing for S, as he had done previously with my grandson, N.
Once again, he brought the elders of his church to pray over and annoint S with oil.

Arriving at London’s hospital, God provided an adult medication that is not usually given to newborns. It brought his heartrate down to a more normal level.

These miracles came from God. Not from man. Any man.

What man did provide though, was prayer.

God told us in James 5:16, “Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”

In both my grandson’s medical needs, the Christian neonatologist was obedient and trusting in God. For this, I am and always will, be grateful.


Until next time…

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H.B. & Skinny?

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H. B. & Skinny?

Before I begin today’s entry, I’d like to wish my grandson A, a very Happy Birthday! When grandma is able to lift my mixer, I’ll make sure I bake you a special cake!

Recently, a Facebook (FB) and real-life friend J, messaged me after reading Life with Lynnie (LwL).

The entry that spurred on the e-mail was one where I mentioned that I had bought an order of fish and chips. And, had reheated it, for instant replays.

J’s remark to me made me laugh. She commented that I must be getting skinny.

Skinny, I reflected?! Wow! In my dreams, I thought!

Being partially-disabled for many years, it wasn’t easy for me to excercise, even in the pool, until after several years of chiropractic care. Consequently, I had put on more weight than I ever dreamed possible. At least, for me!

I must say, that while I was sick at home for those nine (9) days, before going to the hospital, I had lost weight. In fact, I lost between 15 – 17 lbs. (scale is hard to read!).

While in hospital, I lost another 10 lbs. Bringing this total to between 25 – 27 lbs.

Since being home, I haven’t gained any weight, but I also haven’t lost any, either. Unfortunately.

Due to swelling/distension, and so much pain, especially up near my ribcage, I found it hard to eat much of anything, when I first arrived home. That meant that I wasn’t eating many calories.

I thought I should have lost more weight. Then, I recalled conversations with dietitians and nurses, both at the hospital and a Diabetes in Action, a few years ago.

They warned me to not eat too little. I was told that when we eat too little, our body thinks it will starve, so it goes into famine mode.

Hmmm… I wonder if this is why I haven’t lost any more of the pounds I can spare!

Over the last week or so, some of the swelling/distension has decreased, and thankfully, so has some of my pain. Yes, I still have some of both! But, I have been able to eat a little more than I had been.

Now, I believe I need a miracle from God, to lose weight while I am recovering at home.

After all, I can’t excercise, or do anything that could possibly make my unhealed/infected incision, any worse. Even if I do have to continue wearing the binder 24 hours a day (except when showering) to help keep my innards in place, until healing progresses enough for my body to do this on its own.

Jesus did many miracles. And, God told us in John 20:30, “And many other signs truly did Jesus in the presence of his disciples, which are not written in this book:”

Many people think the age of miracles has passed. I don’t believe so. I’ve seen them, in my lifetime. And, is thankful for each one!


Until next time…

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Gift!

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Gift!

In recent Life with Lynnie (LwL) entries, I’ve written about my healing, or lack thereof, with reference to my incision.

Yesterday, an assessment nurse visited me. She made recommendations to my surgeon about changing treatment, because the current treatment hasn’t been working.

Today, the surgeon was supposed to recheck my not-yet-healed incision. Just as I was about to leave home, his office called and rescheduled, once again.

My daughter’s boyfriend S, and my eldest grandson were on their way to get me. When they arrived, we went and did other tasks I needed done.

Off we went, to the post office. I thank them for carrying all the items!

For about a week, I had been slowly wrapping gifts that needed to be shipped overseas, to Northern Ireland. Last evening,
I made sure I had just about everything ready, including the most of the customs forms (I ran out, and had to do a couple, today).

A few cents shy of $240.00 is what it cost me to ship those gifts! Be still my heart!

Maybe I should have said, be still my wallet!

Anyway, it’s done, now. Truthfully, it was a rather daunting task for me, because I am truly not ready to do this kind of thing. But, I took my time and did not overdo it, at any given time.

After treating them to a Subway lunch, we picked up a few grocery items and went home.

S was such a great help to me! He removed the no-longer-working television (tv) from my livingroom. Then, moved the bedroom tv into my livingroom, where my digital receiver is located. After hooking up the antenna wire, we tried the tv.

It worked! Praise God! Hallelujah!

For the first time in about a week, I now have tv to watch! Thank you, S. You’ve been a true blessing to me, helping me in so many ways! May God bless you…

Yes, I waited. And, waited patiently. Unsure if I would ever again be able to watch any tv, while I was still recovering.

God worked it out!

This reminded me of James 1:17, “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.”

Yes, being able to watch tv is a wonderful gift. One I am thankful for.

But, the best gift I have ever received, is the gift of salvation, by trusting in Jesus Christ. And, in Him, alone.

If you do not yet know Jesus as your Saviour, please read the New Testament Bible. Or, contact me.


Until next time…

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Working Together...

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Working Together…

In yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I mentioned that my livingroom television (tv) died.

A real-life friend messaged me and suggested I unplug the tv for a while. Then, plug it in, again and try it.

Agreeing that it might need to be reset, I did exactly that.

In fact, I did it in the evening, but it didn’t work. So, I left it unplugged overnight. This morning, no luck, either!

While I thank my friend for her suggestion, it unfortunately, didn’t work.

This morning, I had to be up really early, as my appointment with my eye specialist was for 8:00 a.m. And, I must say that all was well with my six (6) month regular checkup!

To my surprise, S didn’t come to get me. Instead, my daughter B picked me up. By the way, I would like to thank all who have prayed for B; continued prayer would be appreciated. May God bless you…

This was shocking to me, since she has a broken left arm and a broken right shoulder! She insisted she wasn’t going to leave me stranded, so she drove using her left hand.

Be still my heart! Not only was this shocking, I felt terrible that my daughter, who is also suffering, went out of her way to help me!

Still, I know that she will be blessed for doing this. That God will work it out in her life.

After all, God told us in Romans 8:28, “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”

Amen! And, may she be rightly blessed!


Until next time…

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Hello! I can hardly believe that I have accessed a new post page, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL). It's been about two (2) weeks, since October 10th, since I was able to do so. Due to blogspot's problem with the system, and knowing I wanted to continue to write Life with Lynnie, I felt compelled to move LwL to another site. Hopefully, once blogspot has healed itself, I will be able to move Life with Lynnie back, here. To reach the new site for Life with Lynnie go to: www.2lynnmc.blog.com Feel free to read all past entries, here on blogspot. May God bless you... Remember, you can now find Life with Lynnie at: www.2lynnmc.blog.com

Need?

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Need?

There’s something I haven’t yet mentioned on Life with Lynnie (LwL). Last Saturday afternoon, my livingroom television (tv) died.

Before my nurse arrived to clean/redress my partly-opened and infected incision, we had a few power shortages. Each time, the power failed just long enough where I had to reset the clocks I could reach, without bending, lifting or stretching.

While my nurse was here, the power failed. Totally. When she was ready to leave, it came back on. I was happy to have power again, because otherwise, she would have had to walk down 17 floors to exit my building!

After this, I tried to watch tv. It turned on, but after about 20 minutes, it shut off. This happened time and time, again… until finally, it wouldn’t stay on even a minute.

This shocked me, thinking that the power surges that had happened that day, probably damaged the television, since it was on. Okay, now you know my secret! Even when I am doing computer work or whatever around the apartment, it’s usually on, even if I’m not focussed on it.

But, I had it plugged into a surge-protected power bar! It obviously wasn’t working right, or else I was misled into thinking it was surge-protected, when it wasn’t.

In any case, since then, I have not been able to watch any tv.

Instead, I caught up on some reading and did a few things that I could physically do, to fill my time. Still, it’s pretty boring, when you’re used to being able to enjoy your favourite tv shows, and find you can’t!

I’ve questioned myself about this. Is it truly a need? Or, just a want?

Obviously, it’s a want. We all know this. Including, God!

He knows all our desires. Psalm 38:9 tells us, “Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.”

Nothing is hidden from God. Even my desire to watch tv, again.

My daughter P told me that her boyfriend would come and remove my livingroom tv. And, he would bring from my bedroom an older one, so I can watch tv, while I am recovering from surgery. Unfortunately, he’s become ill. Please pray for him. Thank you; may God bless you…

Since I am hooked up to the building antenna, I cannot use the bedroom tv at this time, because I only have one (1) digital receiver and it’s located in the livingroom.

So, I’m hoping that my daughter B’s boyfriend S, will do this for me.

Nope; I’m not crossing my fingers. I’m trusting God for this!


Until next time…

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My Dad...

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My Dad...

I’ve written previously on Life with Lynnie (LwL) about my dad. Chances are you’re not aware that today is the 24th anniversary of his death.

While I never had a great relationship with my dad, I still loved him. And, miss him.

The worst part isn’t that I don’t see him, now. The thing that hurts me most, is that I will probably never, ever see him, again.

My parents considered themselves Christian. But, I don’t recall them ever reading the Bible, nor teaching us anything contained in it.

Of course, any time they heard anyone talk about being born-again, they considered them to be holy rollers.

I have read/studied the Bible for many years now, and can only presume that they never read the book of John, in the New Testament. Had they done so, they would have read that in order to spend eternity in heaven with God, a person must be born-again!

It gets worse. Some of my dad’s friends and even a relative urged him to join them in becoming a member of the Freemasons. He did.

Here is a Youtube video that is quite lengthy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o7cF2uKDb_I&feature=player_embedded .  Watching, it made me think that since their enrollment of younger men is declining, they created this in an effort to attract new members. By misleading people.

Anyone who has a good understanding of God’s Word, knows that it isn’t fitting for a Christian to be a ‘Mason‘. And, it’s not just because it’s been said to have connections with the occult. Yes, they use satanic and anti-Christian symbols, in their lodges.

Speakers came across like it is just a fraternity of men (and even women, now) who want to attract those who are spiritually searching. Those who are good men, only. Of course the Bible tells us that there is only one that is good, and that is God; not man.

Members used words like enlightenment, rituals and claimed that those who who wanted to contact their inner selves, by learning the continuity of ages, that helped develop human knowledge, would benefit.

All anti-Biblical. Those ideas relate to trying to change themselves into being their own gods. Similar in thinking to the new-age movement, that is not true Christianity.

Providers spoke like it was a group of Godly people, who created their lodges to resemble Solomon’s Temple, complete with an altar. They claimed that all religions are welcome as members, whether Christian, Jewish, Islamic, and more. To worship god, as the membership understands.

The last video comment proves my point. The commentor said, “We’re here to fit ourselves as living stones in that spiritual building that house not made with hands eternal in the heavens.”

Anyone who is a true Bible-believing Christian, knows that all rivers do not lead to God; neither does all religions.

John 14:6 tells us, “Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”

Did you get that? NO MAN comes to the Father, except through Jesus Christ!

Many Bible verses support what Jesus said. Due to space limitations, I cannot post them all. Still, God was clear in His Word.

Unfortunately, this means that I may/may not ever see my dad, again. Depending upon whether he was truly saved or not, and whether or not he took seriously and worshipped as the Freemasons encouraged.

Only God knows, for sure.


Until next time…

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Plans?!

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Plans?!

Anyone who knows me well, or has read Life with Lynnie (LwL) for a long time, knows that I am usually a busy person.

Having to sit at home every minute of every day, is beginning to take its toll on me.

I’m getting cabin fever! Laugh if you like, but I’m feeling rather imprisoned, even though I am here at home.

All last week, I tried to decide if I should or should not attend the fundraiser for the Windsor-Essex Literacy Leadership program that was sponsoring Readers Grow Into Leaders… pasta night. It was scheduled for Sunday, between 4 – 7 p.m.

As a local author, I was supposed to attend, bringing copies of my book Love Never Fails You… www.lynniebooks.blogspot.com along with me, to sell to those who were supporting the fundraising cause. In the end, I decided to not do this.

Firstly, because I cannot sit that long in a regular chair. Standing, as I would have to do, wouldn’t help the situation, either. But, there was more that bothered me.

What if I picked up germs and/or bacteria that could harm my still partly-opened and infected incision? Or, what if someone in attendance was sick or coming down with a virus, etc.?

Remember, I didn’t even celebrate Thanksgiving this year. Not at home, and not with my family, as many were sick.
I made the decision to not attend the fundraiser.

A friend and fellow author who lives in my apartment building had offered to drive me, since she was attending. I let her know I would not attend, even if it was probably the best opportunity to promote my book.

Instead, she picked up my ticket, took it with her and brought me home a plate of salad and pasta, with a bun. I enjoyed half (1/2) of it last night for supper, and the rest today. Thank you J, for doing this for me.

There are other things I needed to do and had to either cancel or reschedule, but none as important as that. Of course, my plans aren’t necessarily God’s plans.

Isaiah 55:8 tells us, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord.”

While I was sad about not being able to attend the fundraiser, I was glad that my funds went to supporting it. After all, literacy is very important.

Not as important as eternal life, though.

Life may seem long, but in reality, compared to eternity, it is very short. The most important thing is to know where your soul will be going once your body dies.

I know where I’m going. Do you? If not, or if you aren’t sure, please know that indeed, you can be sure.

God promised us that all who believe on the Lord, Jesus Christ, will not perish, but have eternal life… with Him, in heaven. Hopefully, I’ll see you, there.


Until next time…

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Fish?!

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Fish?!

If you have been reading Life with Lynnie (LwL) for a while, you’ll know that I love SONday. Yes, today is my Lord’s day. And, I wasn’t able to go worship Him.

It made me sad, but there’s nothing I can really do about it. After all, I cannot drive myself. Nor, can I sit upright, for an extended period of time. It puts too much pressure on my incision, that is already partially open and infected.

One thing I am happy about, is the fact that my Lord, knows my heart. He knows that I worship Him, in spirit and in truth.

When I wrote yesterday’s entry, I mentioned about picking up fish & chips for myself, on the way home from my medical appointment.

After reading LwL‘s entry, one of my Facebook (FB) friends commented that she hoped I enjoyed them. Actually, I did!

Well, I need to qualify this.

Firstly, let me say that I divided that order into four (4) meals. Okay. Laugh if you like, but I did!

Since my surgery, I cannot eat a large portion of food at any one time. So, instead of gorging myself, I enjoyed those fish & chips for lunch and dinner on Friday, and again on Saturday!

Ah, you’re probably wondering how I could do this!

Well, a long time ago, I tried this once, and it worked. No, I do not reheat them in the microwave, for if I did, they would become rubbery and mushy.

What I do, is I place a foil-lined tray with the portion of fish & chips, in my toaster oven at about 400F, for about four to five (4 – 5) minutes. This might sound crazy, but it works!

The fish & chips exude some of the oil they were cooked in. And, it tastes like it was just made!

The funny thing is, that I am truly not a fish lover, although I enjoy some fish and seafood. So believe me when I say that I am surprised I enjoy fish & chips, so much!

Only once have I gone fishing; sort of! I never fished when I was with family who did. Nor, could I eat what they caught, for I felt so bad for the fish! So, I don’t fish, except for people.

After all, God did command His disciples to become fishers of men!

In Matthew 4:19, Jesus said, “And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.”

Since I have redirected my life to fall in their footsteps, I do the same. Preach a gospel message, I mean. After all, we are commanded to help fulfill God’s Great Commission.

If you don’t know how to become saved, or born-again, it’s simple, friend. All you need to do is believe on/trust in Jesus Christ for your salvation, and you will be saved.


Until next time…

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Weary...

This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.

Weary...

As I mentioned in yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, it was a busy day for me. What I didn’t really write about was how weary I truly became.

While I mentioned going to the surgeon’s office to have my partially-opened and infected incision checked by him, I didn’t say much about the errands we did, except to say we did them.

On the way to the surgeon’s appointment, we had to stop at my office. Thankfully, S (who drove me) did what I needed done, there. After the medical appointment, I had a special request of S.

Since we were already located on Tecumseh Rd. E., at Howard Ave., I asked if he could drive along Tecumseh, instead of heading up to Riverside Dr. He agreed.

I mentioned to him that I had been growing weary of eggs, soup and a few frozen meals from my freezer that I had made before getting ill, and from friends who brought me meals, that I divided into portions. Please understand, I am grateful I had these, but I was really craving something I hadn’t eaten in at least a couple of months. Fish & chips!

Eventually, we approached Pat’n Hanks and I went in to pick up an order of fish & chips for me. S didn’t want any.

Then, on we went so I could do banking. Out of the van I went, into the bank and did what I needed to do.

On we went to my drugstore, where I dropped off my prescriptions and picked up a couple items and the Activia yogurt my surgeon requested I eat, daily. Hopefully, it won’t interfere with the antibiotics I am taking, that say to not eat dairy while taking them!

Of course, realizing I needed a couple more things, S drove me to another store, near where I live. I truly thank God for his help!

S has been so kind, to not only drive me, but shop with me and carry items for me. Not just to the car, but also up and into my apartment. Always, before he leaves, he picks up my recyclables and takes them with him.

What more could I ask of him? Of anyone? May God bless you, S…

You’re probably aware that I am not used to doing all this walking. It literally wore me out. That reminded me of a Bible verse that most people recognize.

Matthew 11:28 tells us, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

I am so-o very grateful for my Lord, Jesus! He does give me rest. He replenishes my soul. And, I cannot imagine how anyone can get through this life without Him!

If you are not yet trusting in Jesus Christ for your salvation, there is no time like the present. Please, trust in Him, today.


Until next time…

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Ray of Light...

This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.

Ray of Light...

If you read yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you’ll know that on most days, life is boring for me, as of late.

However, today wasn’t like that. Praise God!

Before I write further about my day, I would like to take the time to thank my injured and healing daughter B, and her boyfriend S. B has requested help from S, for me. He has driven me to every appointment, I’ve had. For this, I thank you.  Both. May God bless you…

As you may have guessed, this morning S picked me up and drove me to my medical appointment. And, he assisted me in other stops we made along the way, to and from my surgeon’s office.

When I walked into the waiting room, there was one (1) woman, waiting to see the surgeon. After I took a seat, another couple arrived. Believe it or not, we began chatting. To be honest, it was a nice change from sitting in a quiet reception area!

My name was called. I entered an examination room. Inside, I was cringing at the thought of my surgeon having to cut off more dead skin.

You should know that it isn’t really painful, since the tissue is dead. But, once the dead stuff is removed, then the healthy tissue must be cleaned and dealt with in a way that will encourage healing. This part isn’t painless.

After my surgeon greeted me, he asked how I was feeling. I was happy to reply that for the first time since my surgery, almost five (5) weeks ago, I awoke with no severe pain in the upper area of my abdomen, in the area of my rib cage!

Believe me when I say that this occurrence was like a ray of sunshine, to me! It was like I could see light at the end of the tunnel.

Even though my surgeon said the incision didn’t look well, we agreed that possibly the antibiotics I began taking a week ago, are beginning to work.

In the end, my surgeon decided to not cut away the dead skin. He commented that one of the products being used on my incision will eat away some of that dead tissue.

I was happy he wasn’t going to cut away anything, today!

Of course, he wants to see me in a week. I realize that it may happen next week, but only if God wills it.

Even though I may not be happy with the outcome, I am trusting God, for it. And, I will accept whatever happens, as being His will.

This reminded me of 1 Peter 4:19, “Wherefore let them that suffer according to the will of God commit the keeping of their souls to him in well doing, as unto a faithful Creator.”

Any suffering I have experienced, has been God’s will. If it weren’t, it wouldn’t have happened, for His will is always done.

I am grateful to Him for everything in my life. Especially, since I know that without His will, we cannot even take our next breath.


Until next time…

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Lonely?

This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.

Lonely?

If you’ve been reading recent Life with Lynnie (LwL) entries, you’ll be aware that life hasn’t been easy for me, lately. In fact, for a while.

Still, God provides for me, daily.

I must admit that as my health improves, I am becoming more and more bored with life as it’s been. And, I keep praying that it is God’s will to provide me with total, restorative healing.

Oh, I know… some may think I should be thankful. And, the truth is, I am thankful, even for this trial.

One thing I must say is, that I am truly bored with life.

After all, look at my situation. Being a widow, who lives alone, life can be rather lonely, at times.

Yes, I enjoy a lovely view from my apartment. And, I take advantage of this.

Many times per day, I look outside. Not just to see what the weather is like, but also to give myself a break from watching television. Or reading my Bible, or a book.

When my nurse arrives to clean my partly-opened and infected incision, I’m grateful to see her. It’s nice to hear a voice, and see a face, at least once per day!

If my children and grandchildren weren’t sick, things might be different. But, for now, I just have to relax and enjoy what God has provided me with.

Whenever I find myself feeling lonely, I remind myself that Jesus is with me. Always.

After all, God’s Word tell us in Matthew 28:20, “Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.”

That’s one thing that I will always be grateful for. The fact that Jesus is with me, always; that He never leaves me.

And, He’s with you too, if you are Christian. If you’re not trusting in Jesus Christ, for your salvation, please… do so, today. We aren’t guaranteed tomorrow.


Until next time…

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Pathways...

This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.

Pathways...

If you read yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you’ll know that I am recovering from major surgery. And, I’m not healing well, having an incision that is partly open and infected.

Yesterday, the nurse who came to clean my incision and redress it, told me that it looked worse. She thought there was more dead skin to be cut away.

Be still my heart!

The part of me that cringed wasn’t looking forward to seeing my surgeon, today. The other part of me was happy that I would have it handled today, when I saw him at his office.

Today, I got up early. Read the paper. Did the paper’s puzzles. Had something to eat and took the medication I am on.
Then, I showered.

While in the process of getting dressed, my surgeon’s office called me at home. They cancelled my appointment for today, and rescheduled it.

Hmmm… At first thought, I wasn’t too pleased about this, but didn’t comment. I realized that I did not have any control over the situation. Still, within a few seconds of hearing about the fact that he had an emergency to attend to, I was okay with the rescheduling.

After all, this man had been kind enough to deal with my emergency situation, visiting me at the hospital emergency room late on that fateful Saturday night. And, beginning my urgent surgery just after midnight, that lasted until almost sunrise.

Later, after being off the phone, I thought about a Bible verse that seemed to relate to my experience. Proverbs 16:9, “A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps.”

Yes, the plans we humans had made proved to be nothing of value, for those plans were changed. But, God’s plans always come to fruition. He ultimately directs our lives and what happens in them.

Once again, I must take the time to thank you for praying for total, restorative healing for my daughter B… and for me.

May God bless you, friend.


Until next time…

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H. B. T! & Strength...

This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.

H. B. T! & Strength...

Before I begin today’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I must take the time to wish my eldest grandson T, a very Happy Birthday! Unfortunately, due to some family members being sick, and me not being able to bake a birthday cake like I usually do, I will not be meeting with T or my family. Happy Birthday, T!

If you read yesterday’s LwL entry, you’ll know that I had trouble with blogspot and wasn’t able to utilize anything, once I entered LwL‘s back office, where I write and post entries.

Please realize, this didn’t happen just to me. I must admit that at first, I did wonder if I was alone in this problem.

However, after making many, many, many, many… requests to have blogger fix the problem, and after finding a notice that was apparently posted in August, I realized I would have to make other arrangements for LwL. 

In any case, I thought I should explain why LwL moved to a new location.

Unfortunately, since I have made so-o many postings on the other site, you may have trouble locating this new site for LwL. If you would like to keep reading, I would suggest you save this page as a favourite or bookmark it.

As for me? Well, I’m doing okay. Not great. But, okay… at least I am trusting that I am.

For anyone who isn’t aware, I became ill in early September. After nine (9) days, I finally went to the emergency room at the hospital.

Within a handful of hours, I was wheeled into the operating room. It had been determined that I had a football-sized incarcerated hernia.

The surgeon had told me and my daughters that the surgery would be about an hour and a half (1 1/2 hours). Instead, the surgery took close to five and a half (5 1/2) hours.

As I’ve said to many people, I am grateful that God supplied a great surgeon. Instead of cutting out my bowels that were mixed in with the incarcerated hernia, he took the time to separate my intestines from the hernia, repack me and then finished doing the hernia repair.

Now? Well, I am at home recovering. And, it hasn’t been easy.

What I am referring to is the fact that not only have my stitches taken a long time to heal enough to be removed, but there is another problem. Last Friday, my surgeon had to cut off some dead skin, from part of my incision that has opened up, and clean out infection.

Since then, I have been on antibiotics and a nurse has been visiting me daily, to clean out the incision and redress it.

For this, I praise God! After all, He did tell us that in all things we should be thankful.

2 Corinthians 12:10 tells us, “Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.”

It may sound unreasonable to some, but I know that anyone who is truly saved, understands that I am trusting God for everything in my life. And, now… especially for my healing.


Until next time…

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Hello Friends!

This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here.  Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.

Hello Friends!

You may or may not be aware that I have written Life with Lynnie (LwL) for close to three (3) years. Unfortunately, Blogger/Google changed the format. Many of us bloggers found we could access our account, but could not utilize any aspect of it, including writing/posting entries.

However, if you would like to read past blog entries, you’ll need to go to Life with Lynnie www.2lynnmc.blogspot.com

When this problem first arose, I just continued trying and trying until the system finally glitched and offered me a new entry screen. Then, I wrote and published the entry.

To my dismay, I recently have not been able to do this.

This meant that I needed to find another avenue to continue blogging. So, here it is! Blog.com offered a solution to the problem.

This reminded me of how God works in our lives. He told us in Philippians 4:19, “But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.”

And, He did! He provided a way for me, where there didn’t seem to be a way. For this, I am grateful!

Thank you for your patience. Please make note of this new address for Life with Lynnie (LwL)…   

See you, tomorrow!


Until next time…

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Life with Lynnie... is still alive...

I can hardly believe that after all this time, I have gotten a screen to post a message, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL)!

Due to problems with blogspot, and knowing that this is the first time I've been able to access a screen since October 10th... (2 weeks ago), I felt that if I was to continue writing LwL, I would need to find a new site to do this. The new site Life with Lynnie is being posted at is found at this address: www.2lynnmc.blog.com

Hopefully, blogspot will recover from whatever is ailing the site. Once it is repaired, I hope to return here. Blessings... p.s. Feel free to read all past entries here on Life with Lynnie! Hope to see you at the new site! www.2lynnmc.blog.com

Today...

Sorry, there was no posting for today, due to the fact that blogger was not working properly. I am posting this at a later date, since this blogspot.com site is now functioning, again.

Entry...

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No...

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Sorry...

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Stitches & Healing...

Wow!  I'm absolutely shocked!  I was finally able to access Life with Lynnie's (LwL) new post screen!  I will backdate the time, because I wanted to post this yesterday, on October 9th.

In the morning, I had to go to the hospital, once again.  The rest of my stitches needed to be removed.

I must take this time to say that the last time I was in this hospital on October 9th, was the day when Gordon was in the intensive care unit (ICU), and the hospital told me they would remove him from life support that day.

I'm not sure what is worse.  That last day he was alive, or the day when he died, shortly after midnight, making it the 10th when he actually died.  Truly, thinking of his last day on earth, is probably the worst.  Three (3) years ago, today.

In any case, I will tell you about what happened at the hospital, when I went to have the rest of my stitches removed.  You may recall that last week, I went to have all my stitches removed, but only about half (1/2) were ready, so this is why I had to return to have the rest of them removed.

Once again, I laid on a bed and the nurse removed the dressing.  Her gigantic sigh, immediately told me there was something not quite right.

You may recall that last week, the nurse commented to me that the incision looked rather different.  She remarked that it looked like the surgeon had sewn inside me, my original bellybutton.  And, had created a new one, lower.

Well, last week, that area looked bloody.  But, this time, it looked like puss.

Be still my heart.

Against my will, I found myself getting upset.  Immediately, my mind rushed back to a time, where after a previous surgery, I had gotten an infection, and my incision burst open.  Making me heal from the inside out, and leading me to a major surgery, at a later date.

All I could think of was having to go through something like this, once again.

My nurse L, was very kind.  And consoling.  She told me that it could be infection, or possibly dead skin.  She wondered if I needed antibiotics.

L called for the surgeon to join us.  Or, for direction.  After more than a half (1/2) hour laying open to the air, she redressed my incision and gave me an appointment for this coming Thursday, to return to the hospital, to have my incision rechecked.

Then, I was instructed to call the surgeon's office, to try and get an immediate appointment, rather than wait until my appointment, next week.  L truly thought I needed to see him and possibly have some antibiotics.

This I did.  I called.  And, called, called...called.  Eventually, I reached the surgeon's office.

After explaining, I was told that the only day the surgeon was seeing patients this week, is Friday.  Apparently, he was overbooked, and I could not see him.  Even if it was a possible emergency.

Once I took a deep breath, in a more calm state, I realized that I should not be concerned about my healing.  After all, God is in control.  My healing will come through Him... and Him, alone.

Look at what Jesus did, in Matthew 9:35, "And Jesus went about all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues, and preaching the gospel of the kingdom, and healing every sickness and every disease among the people."

I thought about this, and replaced my trust in my Lord.

Thank you, for reading, and for continued prayer for me, and for my daughter, who also needs healing.  May God bless you, friend.


Until next time...

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Oops...

Sorry, there was no posting for today, due to the fact that blogger was not working properly.  I am posting this at a later date, once this blogspot.com site is now functioning, again.

Happy Thanksgiving & Thankfulness...

Once again, after several hundred attempts at being able to access the page I write my Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry on, before posting it, I finally was able to do it!  Praise God for this!

To all my Canadian friends and family, I wish a very Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!



We truly have so much to be thankful for!

 

Here's some of what I am thankful for:

 

Each family member...

Each friend...

Each reader of Life with Lynnie...

Each reader of my book, Love Never Fails You...

Every good thing in my life...

Every trial I have ever experienced...

 

But,

mostly

I am

thankful

to

God

for

John 3:16,

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son,

that

whosoever

believeth

in

Him

should

not

perish,

but

have

everlasting

life."

He

loved

me

and

you

enough

to

provide

a way

of

salvation

for us.

 

For this, I will be eternally grateful!

And, I thank my Lord, Jesus Christ, for being obedient to God the Father's plan of redemption.

 

 

Until next time...

 

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Compassion...

Be still my heart!  After several hours of trying to open the screen where I can write/post an entry here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I was finally able to do it!  Believe me when I say that I am growing weary of this problem.  I'm praying God will provide and heal whatever is causing this problem, here with Blogger.

If you've read recent entries, you'll know that not only am I recovering from surgery, but I am also feeling grief again regarding my husband, Gordon who died on the Saturday of our Canadian Thanksgiving weekend, October 10th, 2009.

A few days ago, my friend C, who was previously my co-worker/real estate partner, before having a stroke and retiring from the real estate business, spoke with me by phone.  It was obvious that he had read LwL, for he made reference to the fact that it is the time of year of the anniversary of Gordon's death.

C's call was to let me know that I need to stop thinking about Gordon. 

He said I shouldn't focus on him, so much.  After all, he's dead, and won't be coming back.

Everything C said was absolutely true.

The problem is, that at this time of year, when the anniversary of Gordon's death is near, I cannot seem to stop thinking about him.  What he went through.  And, what I went through, with him.

It would have been easy to argue the point, but I didn't.  Truly, with recovering from surgery, I really don't have the energy to argue with anyone.

Before my conversation with C ended, he mentioned that our Canadian Thanksgiving weekend is a sad time for him, also.  Apparently, he and his wife had been married on the Saturday of our Canadian Thanksgiving weekend, with the date being October 8th.

Hmmm... As I listened, I wondered how he could even bring up the subject to me about not thinking about my husband, when he was doing the same thing concerning his wife, who died a few months prior to Gordon's death.

Even when C got all choked up and could hardly speak, I kept quiet.

After he finished talking, I commented that it seemed to be that we both had a hard time dealing with this weekend.  And, we both felt we had two (2) days of sadness.  The actual date, and the day of Saturday on the long weekend.

The reason I didn't retaliate his condemnation of me, even though he was experiencing the same thing I was, had to do with my love of Christ.  And, the compassion I have for people, who are hurting.  Yes, even C... after he condemned me.

In Zechariah 7:10 God tells us, "And oppress not the widow, nor the fatherless, the stranger, nor the poor; and let none of you imagine evil against his brother in your heart."

Doesn't that verse say it all?  I'm grateful God placed it on my heart to not offend my friend, who was also widowed and suffering on this holiday weekend.

And, I'm grateful that God had placed it on my heart to not return the condemnation I had received.

That's just me.  I'm not saying I am perfect, for I am not.  There have been times when I have lost it, with someone who hurt me, but that is truly rare in my life.  For this, I am grateful.

By the way, I want to thank you for praying for healing for me and for my daughter, B.  I am truly grateful.  May God bless you, friend.


Until next time...

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Alone? Not!

My goodness... it's almost bedtime!  And, I've tried to access Blogger, for hours!  Hopefully, Google will get Blogger working properly, soon!

As you know, if you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I've been praying for healing.  Not just physically, I must say.  Although physical healing is very important to me, at the moment.

Yesterday, I did far too much.  By the time I got home, I felt like I was dying, physically.  As I mentioned, I even took something to help me with the pain I was experiencing.

For sure, I thought I would probably go to bed early, last evening.

This didn't happen.  In fact, the closer it got to midnight, the more stressed I felt.  By 12:30 a.m. this morning, I was in tears.

Why is this happening to me?

While I cannot say why definitively, I can only say that I believe the reason I am feeling grief more than normal lately, is probably because I'm feeling rather overwhelmed physically.  Leaving me rather overwhelmed emotionally, as well.

Grief isn't fun.  That's all I can say.

This morning, about 11:00 a.m. my daughter P called me.  During our conversation, she mentioned several times how badly she felt that she and family are sick.

Normally, she would invite me for Thanksgiving dinner.  This year will be different.  With her family members being ill, there is no way I want to go visit.  Even if she picked me up and drove me.

The last thing I need is to get sick.

If coughing, sneezing and fever inhibited my healing, I wouldn't be happy.  After all, the last thing I need is to have pressure put on my incision and my surgical repair.

Still, P kept talking about what an emotional weekend it is for me.  And, she's right.

I'm sure she made sure to call at the time she did, because three (3) years ago on the Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend, at about 11:00 a.m., P was with me at the funeral home, making arrangements for Gordon's funeral.

You see, even though my husband, Gordon died on October 10th at 12:30 a.m., the day he died was the Saturday of our Canadian Thanksgiving weekend.  Just like today.

Some people might think what I am about to say is strange, but I feel like I have two (2) emotional days.  The date of Gordon's death, and the day on the holiday weekend, that he died.

Later, my daughter B called me.  As you know, she is suffering with her injuries from an ATV accident.

B wanted to let me know that some of her children are sick at the moment.  And, so is she.  Actually, this wasn't a surprise to me, because she hadn't been feeling well for the last few days.

I lovingly let her know that even though she wanted to have me enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with them, I wouldn't attend.  As I said previously, the worst thing that could happen to me, would be for me to get sick, on top of my already stressful physical situation.

So, it seems that I will be alone, this weekend, after all.

Alone.  I've been feeling rather alone, lately.  Feeling rather stressed, grieving the loss of the love of my life.

Ultimately, I know I am not really alone.  My Lord, Jesus Christ told us in the New Testament, that He would never leave us, nor forsake us.  For this, I am grateful that He confirmed what God told us in the Old Testament.

Yes, God told us in Deuteronomy 31:6, "Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the Lord thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee."

Wow!  How grateful I am for God's Word!

As I said, ultimately I know that I am not alone.  While I am finding this latest trial in my life a bit frustrating and overwhelming, and while I understand that it has worn me down somewhat emotionally as well, I am trusting God.  For healing, and indeed for everything in my life.

Thank you, for praying for healing for me and for my daughter B.  May God bless you for your continued prayer.


Until next time...

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Heal Me... & Happy Birthday!

Wow!  I'm shocked!  Blogger is finally working, again!  I've tried all evening long, to be able to write/post an entry, but the system wouldn't allow me to do this.

A while ago, I experienced real troubles while trying to write/post entries in Life with Lynnie (LwL).  If you're a regular reader, I'm sure you will recall this.  Still, I'm grateful it's finally working properly, now!

Today, has been an overwhelming day.

In the middle of the night, I once again woke up.  After a lengthy period of time, lying in bed, trying to go back to sleep, I just couldn't.  Since it didn't happen, I got up.

Before I say anything more, I need to say that when I wrote yesterday about Bring It On Home To Me, being on my heart and mind, every day for the last while, it didn't happen in the middle of the night.

In fact, when I awoke, another song was on my heart and mind.  While I now cannot recall what the song was, I recognized the song, when I awoke.  It was about love.  Me being loved.

Still, knowing I couldn't relax enough to go back to sleep, I reclined in my livingroom chair, for a while.  I read my early morning newspaper, did the puzzles and worked on preparing paperwork that I needed to do, for today.

Eventually, I did return to bed, and was able to sleep for a couple of hours.  Then, once again... Bring It On Home To Me, was once again on my heart and mind, when I awoke for the day.  Sigh...

My daughter P assisted me, today. 

There were some things I needed at the store, so she helped me by picking up my list and doing the shopping, this morning.  Thank you, P.  As you know, I cannot lift anything, at the moment.  There is no way, I could have gotten the veggies I needed, without your help.  May God bless you, dear.

In the afternoon, I got cleaned up, and got dressed for work for the first time since before my surgery.

My co-worker/friend P picked me up.  I had arranged this in advance, because I cannot drive, either. 

You see, yesterday a friend of a friend called me, requesting we get together as soon as possible.  She and her husband want to sell their home.

Yes, I did explain I was recovering from surgery, but the truth was, they didn't want to wait.  So, I contacted P and suggested that if she drove us where we needed to go today, that we would share the listing and co-list the home.

Thank you, P... for assisting me, today.  I couldn't have done this, without you.  And, once again I wish you Happy Birthday!

In any case, we met at the home, before sitting down to discuss the issues at hand, and do the paperwork for the listing of the home.  Anyone who has recently had to do paperwork like we did today, understands just how much paperwork is necessary, due to government regulations, etc.

By the time I got home, I was in agony.

In fact, I took two (2) Ibuprofen.  Yes, you read correctly.  I actually took something for pain.

It hasn't yet helped, but I'm trusting God to provide for me.  I'm truly hurting.  But, I'm praying that it is God's will to heal me, with total restorative healing.

Jeremiah 17:14 tells us, "Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise."

I truly believe it is God's will to heal me.  He knows I love Him... and am grateful He saved me.  He knows that I praise Him for this.  And, He truly knows how much I need this healing.

Still, I am grateful, even for the condition of my body, at the moment.


Until next time...

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Bring It On Home To Me...

Anyone who has been a long-time reader of Life with Lynnie (LwL) understands that from time to time, God places a song on my heart and in my head.  Usually, there is a message that gets revealed to me, at some point in time.

Well, it's happened once again.  Yes, there's a song I can't get out of my head.

This song has been on my mind and in my heart on a regular basis, since I first had my surgery.  Truly, it's strange to wake up after surgery, having a song in your head!

What's also strange is the fact that every time I awaken, whether after a night's sleep, or a short nap, this song is on my heart and in my head.

The strangest part for me, is that I have no idea what God is trying to say to me.  In the past, as I mentioned, usually there is a message for me.  But, to date, I haven't understood it.

The song is an oldie, but goodie, by Sam Cooke, entitled Bring It On Home To Me.  Here is a Youtube LINK to listen to the music.  Here are the lyrics:

Bring It On Home To Me - Sam Cooke

 
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh-oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

I know I laughed when you left
But now I know I only hurt myself
Oh-oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

I'll give you jewellery and money, too
That ain't all, that ain't all I'll do for you
Oh, if you bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

You know I'll always be your slave
'Til I'm buried, buried in my grave
Oh honey, bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

One more thing
I tried to treat you right
But you stayed out, stayed out late at night
But I forgive you, bring it to me
Bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)...

 

Even though I do not understand what is happening here, I am trusting God.  Not just to reveal what He is trying to tell me, but also, for everything in my life.  Including guidance, that can only come from Him.

 

In Psalm 32:8 God tells us,  "I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye."

 

How thankful I am that He is always there for me.  In my heart, mind and spirit.  Again, I must say that I cannot imagine living my life without Him.

 

Hopefully, you are trusting in our Lord, for everything in your life.  If not, please do so today, for we are not guaranteed, tomorrow.

 

 

Until next time...

 

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Whose Will?

In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I wrote about going to the hospital, to have my stitches removed.

If you read yesterday's LwL entry, you'll know that I only had half (1/2) my stitches removed.  Next week, I need to return to the hospital to have the rest of my stitches removed.  Hopefully, God will bless me with having the same nurse, next week!

I must say that I am extremely happy with some of the nursing staff who have cared for me, through this ordeal. 

Knowing I was going to be at the hospital, I prepared ahead of time.  In preparation for my hospital appointment, I made the decision to take two (2) nurses a thank you card and a gift. 

These two (2) women gave me such good care, that I truly felt they had true feelings for my condition.

After my stitches removal appointment, I made my way to the elevator that would take me up to the sixth (6th) floor.  Wow!  What a walk!

By the time I got to the elevator, I was exhausted.  Since I didn't want to waste time, I didn't take the time to sit down and rest.

Up to the sixth (6th) floor I went. 

Once there, it was an even longer walk, to the nursing station for 6 west.  But, with determination and prayer, I got there.

Both women weren't on duty at the time, but I gave M the card and gift.  And, I left the other one for L.

Hopefully, they will enjoy reading my book, Love Never Fails You...  www.lynniebooks.blogspot.com  

Truly, I do not know if either woman is saved, but I do believe that no one can have loving care and concern for others, without God having a place in their hearts.  If they are not yet saved, I believe it is God's will to save them.  And, He will, if they are not yet already saved.

After all, this is what 2 Peter 3:9 tells us, "The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance."

Does this mean that everyone will be saved? 

No.  It doesn't.  But, this is a topic for another day.

However, I need to say that the point is that God loves us enough that He wants all to come to repentance, turn from their wicked ways, and turn to Him.  Yes, this is what He wants from each one of us.

Friend, if you do not yet trust in Jesus Christ for your salvation, please read your Bible.  God will lead you, if you are to be saved.  After all, it is His will.

And, once again, I thank you for continued prayer for healing.  For my daughter B, and for me.


Until next time...

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Plans Changed...

If you've been reading recent entries in Life with Lynnie (LwL), you'll be aware that I've been feeling rather overwhelmed, lately.

Of course, being ill and going through emergency surgery for a football-sized incarcerated hernia isn't fun.  Nor, is it fun to recall emotional times in your life, or losses.  Like the loss of my now deceased husband, Gordon.

Knowing that I had an appointment at the hospital to have my stitches removed, I tried to make arrangements for someone to drive me.  My daughter P, wasn't going to be able to help today, so I had contacted my daughter B, who as you probably are aware, is recovering from recent injury.

I knew B wasn't going to be able to help, but I asked if her boyfriend, S could help me out.  And, he did.  Thank you, S.  May God bless you.

While waiting in the lobby of my apartment building for S to arrive, a couple I know were surprised to see me.  We chatted for a few minutes.  They had not known the ordeal I had been through.  Nor, did a gentleman I know, who came and sat with me, chatting until S arrived to pick me up.

After transporting me, S dropped me off at the hospital, where I waited about an hour before being called for my appointment.

As the nurse led me into the room where I was to have my stitches removed, I once again began feeling overwhelmed.  I thought to myself how God's sense of humour, is not like mine.  The last time I had been in that particular room, was when Gordon found out that he had an inoperable brain tumour.

Be still my heart.

Like I need any more upset, than what I had recently been experiencing!  Of course, at this time of year, it isn't easy for me anyway, since in just over a week from now, it will be the third (3rd) anniversary of Gordon's death.

I took a deep breath and laid on the bed, as the nurse requested.

Upon taking the dressings off my incision and where the drainage tube had been, my nurse went to get another nurse, for a second opinion.  They both agreed that only about half (1/2) the stitches were ready to be removed.

It was explained to me that it looked like the surgeon enclosed my original bellybutton, and created a new one in a slightly different location.  That was the area where I was not yet healed enough to have the stitches removed.

My nurse reminded me that I should not be carrying a purse.  No lifting.  No stretching.  No bending.  No driving.  And, she repeated let me know that I need help at home.

Hmmm... as if this will ever happen!

After all CCAC, a government organization that was initially set up to assist people like me, no longer does stuff like this.  So, where on earth would I get assistance?

She made me promise to see my family doctor, in an effort to have something arranged.  Before leaving her, she thanked me for being obedient and wearing the binder that helps provide support to my gut... and incision.

Sigh... 

It never ceases to amaze me how plans change.  We sometimes think one thing will happen, and instead something else occurs.

But, no matter what, God is in control.  Of everything in our lives. 

Yes, He gives us freewill, when it comes to decisions, but we who know and read His Word, the Bible, know that He knows the end from the beginning.  After all, He told us so, in Isaiah 46:10, "Declaring the end from the beginning, and from ancient times the things that are not yet done, saying, My counsel shall stand, and I will do all my pleasure:"

Even though things haven't worked out in my life the way I thought they would, I know that God already knows everything about me, and what will happen in my life.  He already knows what decisions I will make, whether good or not so good. 

And, He loves me, anyway.  Praise God for this!

Friend, I also praise God for you.  For your caring and loving attitude of continued prayer for me and my daughter B, who is suffering terribly at this time.  May God bless you, always.


Until next time...

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Heartbreak, Love and Glory...

If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll know that I had sort of a bad day.  With regards to the sadness I had been feeling, the stress I felt actually began on Saturday evening.

Saturday, September 29th wasn't a personal special day, but it was special in some ways.  As evening grew darker, the moon began to rise.  It was then that I realized that it was the evening of a full moon.

September 29th, 2012 full moon view from my balcony.

Within a short time, I realized I wanted to take a pic of what I saw.  After all, the moon's rays were glistening on the water, providing a gorgeous setting to look at.

It made me want to watch the movie, Moonstruck; so I did.  It was during the movie itself, when I began feeling rather low in spirit. 

And, not just because September 30th is a hard day for me every year, but also for another reason.  It reminded me that I no longer have someone to love.

My now deceased husband, Gordon and I used to love looking out over the water, together.  We used to love watching the moon, stars and the water glistening, together.  But, he's not here with me, anymore.

Not only was I missing Gordon, but I realized that October 1st was coming.  That's today.

Today, it is three (3) years since I heard Gordon's voice.  Three (3) years, since he hugged me and told me he loved me.  This evening, it will be the three (3) year anniversary of when he collapsed and was taken to hospital, prior to his death.

Why I'm having a hard time these last few days is beyond me.

I can only surmise that possibly, because I am feeling under the weather, recovering from surgery, my emotional state is affected.  After all, when a person feels good physically, it's much easier to deal with life's trials and traumas, than when one is not feeling up to par.

But, still... I am grateful that God helps me.  Every day.  In every way.  What do people do that don't have Him in their lives?  I can only imagine.

Yes, just as He told us in His Word, in Psalm 50:15, "And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.", God delivers His children, who ultimately glorify Him.

We don't have to wonder what to do.  God has told us in this passage, and in many others.  We, who belong to Him, know and understand that we will have trials in life.  We also know that when we call upon Him, He delivers us.

For this, I am thankful, and always will be.

If you're having troubles in life, make sure you bring them to the foot of the cross.  Give them to our Lord.  Just as I have done.  Yes, I'm already feeling improved.

He will make a way where there isn't one... and provide for all your need.  Just as He promised.

Then, glorify Him.


Until next time...

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