April slipped by without a word from me here; the blog was silent and I’m sorry I wasn’t able to send you an update. Thank you precious readers who continue to carry us, to pray and intercede for our needs, even when you don’t hear from us. Will you ask the Lord to open a space in my daily schedule for writing (if He still desires for me to minister in that way)? I’m needing to find a new rhythm that will allow time to record what He is doing, how He is working, what He is teaching us, even if it’s just a few minutes at a time.
I do that in my own personal (handwritten) journal, but getting it to my laptop is a different story.
The last time I posted was the day before LeRoy’s third Remicade infusion. That treatment date was the one we had long anticipated—because doctors had repeatedly told us that one would be the infusion where LeRoy would really “turn the corner” and we’d see dramatic improvement in his condition. A week after that infusion, as LeRoy was struggling horribly with stomach issues, he said to me, “I turned the corner all right, the corner leading straight to the bathroom!” It was a terribly difficult five days for him, spending much of it sick in the bathroom, or too sick to make it to the bathroom. At first, I thought it might be from the treatment, but we got word that several other people were picking up a nasty stomach bug and we realized that must be what his body was battling.
We’re two weeks away from the next infusion and we’ve seen no “dramatic improvement.” He’s on another round of antibiotics (third time since March 15), so they had to move his fourth infusion to May 21st (two weeks later than originally scheduled). It’s too dangerous to add Remicade to a body that may still have infection. But it’s disappointing to have to put it off.
He is weary. The ongoing pain is wearing on him. But he continues to press into the love of Christ, and looks for ways to minister, even through his pain. Often he sends out a Scripture or devotional thought to friends, fellow pastors, or people in our congregation.
This is a copy of a word of encouragement that LeRoy sent to the men of our church last week:
“Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth” (Psalm 57:5).
Deeper than disaster, danger, and distress is the desire for God to be glorified. If that can be accomplished by saving us from our circumstances, then praise God! If it is better accomplished by our circumstances remaining unchanged while we continue to show our confidence in God before a watching world, praise God as well. Either way, God fulfills His purpose for you as you delight to honor Him. (Tim Keller)
Have a blessed day men, you are in my prayers.”
He’s trying to move more, doing a few “laps” around the back porch each day (using his walking forearm crutches, and moving slowly), but when he gets hit with another infection, it knocks him back from any progress he’s made. When he attempts to do the smallest amount of activity, it triggers a lot of pain.
Would you pray for me to have wisdom in how to encourage him, how to best support and serve him? Also, I would appreciate prayer to somehow find time and energy to squeeze in a spot in my very busy day to write again, but only if that would please the Father. My first duty, and privilege, is to serve my man. And that requires time and energy.
My first hours of the day must be spent before the face of God, or I’m in no condition to be around anyone, and certainly not able to serve LeRoy with a right heart. Being with God and caring for LeRoy are my two priorities right now, and if the Lord provides a new rhythm with this new life that includes writing posts again, I praise Him. If it doesn’t, I praise Him.
He is worthy of our worship—no matter what!
Love you all soooo much and can’t tell you how grateful we are for your prayers!