For the last couple of days, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) I let you know what had occupied my time over the weekend.
In addition to this, I spent much time resting, sleeping, and most especially, in the washroom.
It wasn't easy over the 4 days of suffering that I spent, making my way to the toilet. Yuch!
Of course, my pain level wasn't good, either.
Please know that if I were continuing to use the narcotic drugs, my pain would be a lot less. But, there's no way I want to continue on those drugs that could lead to an addiction problem.
By Monday evening, I was truly feeling at my lowest.
I prayed to my Lord, my Great Physician, for whom all things are possible. I asked for relief. For healing. For rest. And, for mercy.
He answered my prayer.
I spend most of the day in bed on Tuesday. Except for when I had to get up and go to the washroom. Or, when my back ached and I sat for a while in my recliner... and slept.
By the time I forced myself to get up, it was about 4:20 p.m. About an hour before my nurse was due to arrive.
I praise God for the mercy He showed me. But then, His mercy endures forever.
Just as we read in 2 Chronicles 7:3, "And when all the children of Israel saw how the fire came down, and the glory of the Lord upon the house, they bowed themselves with their faces to the ground upon the pavement, and worshipped, and praised the Lord, saying, For he is good; for his mercy endureth for ever."
Thank You, Lord, for helping me. For providing for me. For your mercy towards me. And, for the rest I received.
Today, I am feeling improved.
Certainly, I am not yet ready to run a marathon. But, I know I will be able to endure, because of my Lord, and how He loves me.
Until next time...
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