is lying in a hospital bed tonight, her body fighting off a post-op infection. She has been away from her eight children for almost a week, including her little Johnny who is just two months older than my little guy. Usually, so full of energy and always full of faith, right now she is sad and wants to go home. But even in the midst of it, she talks of God's grace and of offering her suffering for others.
My heart aches for her and I feel so useless. Her family is an hour from me. The hospital at least another half hour. That doesn't sound so far, but with eight kids of my own, it feels like the other side of the world. I know she has local friends to bring meals, and mature daughters to help out at home. But I wish I were there to sit with her, to bring her a meal, and to help clean her house. For nearly 19 years, she has been my support. I can't begin to repay her for all she has done for me.
One thing I can do, in the midst of my own chaos, is pray. And if you are reading this tonight, or this week, or really anytime, could you join me in a prayer for Kathy?
My Matron of Honor, Godmother to my children, and my dearest friend, many prayers for you this night and always.
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I am sorry to hear this, Molly. You can count on my prayers for Kathy!
I am sorry to hear this, Molly. You can count on my prayers for Kathy!
That is so beautiful, Molly. I’m continuing to keep Kathy in my prayers. Please send her my love.
That is so beautiful, Molly. I’m continuing to keep Kathy in my prayers. Please send her my love.
I am praying, and feeling quite “useless” myself , but we all know God hears, and He is waaaay more generous than we could ever be, so with a lump in my throat , I am gathering my children for a chaplet for our dear friend. Thanks for posting this…God Bless your family Molly.
I am praying, and feeling quite “useless” myself , but we all know God hears, and He is waaaay more generous than we could ever be, so with a lump in my throat , I am gathering my children for a chaplet for our dear friend. Thanks for posting this…God Bless your family Molly.
Thank you Molly for posting this. You are such a dear and wonderful friend! I thank you for the gift of your prayers and for requesting additional prayers for my healing. God is so good! I am so blessed to have you in my life! Your gift of prayers was not an insignificant one! The meals we received were absolutely wonderful, they nourished the bodies of my family when I couldn’t prepare meals for them. But, Molly, the prayers you offered were offered for my body’s healing and for peace, trust and surrender in my soul. My children can survive on cereal, but I know your prayers for us played a significant part in my physical healing and eased my family’s and heartache during our separation!
It is good to be home!! When John picked me up from the hospital I was at the nurses station and I turned to see him. He said the smile I gave him was identical to the one I wore on our wedding day. Eyes wide open and huge smile! I couldn’t wait to see my babies!! Nine days felt like nine weeks! My 7 year old’s teeth had come in more & had begun to straighten up while I was gone, my baby turned 15 months and had outgrown his 12 mo. PJ’s. I twas so good to hold them and kiss them.
I thank God for the gift of my hospitalization. Suffering is a truly beautiful gift. That said, I never want to go back. I do pray for the sick more fervently now. I think of my hospital rooms shared with strangers, being dependent upon the care of others, the beep of the IV machine all night, a needle stick for blood every morning at 4:30. I have a better view into the tiny trials of the sick. I have so much gratitude for my health and a greater desire to pray for the sick (much like your desire to pray for me when you posted this!)
God bless you friend!
Thank you Molly for posting this. You are such a dear and wonderful friend! I thank you for the gift of your prayers and for requesting additional prayers for my healing. God is so good! I am so blessed to have you in my life! Your gift of prayers was not an insignificant one! The meals we received were absolutely wonderful, they nourished the bodies of my family when I couldn’t prepare meals for them. But, Molly, the prayers you offered were offered for my body’s healing and for peace, trust and surrender in my soul. My children can survive on cereal, but I know your prayers for us played a significant part in my physical healing and eased my family’s and heartache during our separation!
It is good to be home!! When John picked me up from the hospital I was at the nurses station and I turned to see him. He said the smile I gave him was identical to the one I wore on our wedding day. Eyes wide open and huge smile! I couldn’t wait to see my babies!! Nine days felt like nine weeks! My 7 year old’s teeth had come in more & had begun to straighten up while I was gone, my baby turned 15 months and had outgrown his 12 mo. PJ’s. I twas so good to hold them and kiss them.
I thank God for the gift of my hospitalization. Suffering is a truly beautiful gift. That said, I never want to go back. I do pray for the sick more fervently now. I think of my hospital rooms shared with strangers, being dependent upon the care of others, the beep of the IV machine all night, a needle stick for blood every morning at 4:30. I have a better view into the tiny trials of the sick. I have so much gratitude for my health and a greater desire to pray for the sick (much like your desire to pray for me when you posted this!)
God bless you friend!