What it's like to be told you're terminally ill.

An ode to the New Orleans Saints

nolagrrlnyc:

Saints: Certified, bona fide!
Sean Payton: Dignified!
Assistant coaches: Qualified!
Teams played: Fit to be tied!
Upcoming teams: Terrified!
City of New Orleans: Glorified!
Fans: Full of pride!
Super Bowl? Won’t be denied!

(via Sherry Robichaux editorial in The Times-Picayune)

No longer the New Orleans Ain’ts.  From up here in the northeast, I’m just happy to see Jeremy Shockey apparently content.  Finally.

I should be breathing a lot better than I am...

The sun is shining, the humidity is down, the pollen counts are down.  Yet today my breathing is as bad as it’s been, I think.  There is some looseness in my chest.  Not much, but some, and I’ll try to get that out.

For the last year, I prayed to make it until my son’s wedding.  That was a couple of weeks ago.  And during the week after it, I started feeling poorly.  I’ve lived longer than I was expected to with this disease.  I hope it’s not time now and will keep on keeping on as if it’s not.  But if it is, it’s not entirely unexpected, and it’s OK, I got to the wedding and have had a wonderful year, and life.

I’d say It’s a Wonderful Life, but some movie already used that for it’s title.  That will be shown soon.  I’m listening to Christmas music on Pandora right now.

That was quick!

Yesterday I saw a need, prayed hard, and asked a favor for a couple of people I know.   Unbeknownst to me, by last night, the prayer was answered.   I was informed of this by a text message, received while I was, appropriately, in church this morning.  Thanks, God.

Sunday morning coming down....

There’s something about a Sunday morning, makes a person feel alone.

I see a lot of hurt in some of the posts I’ve read this morning and I wish I could reach out or wave a magic wand and make everything OK.  Sunday morning reminds us, if we need reminding, that we’re never alone, that we can draw from His strength.  There are people here who are dealing with fierce, sometimes fatal illnesses.  There are those here who have equally fierce, and also sometimes fatal addictions to alcohol, drugs, smoking, food. There are people even with dangerous and sometimes fatal relationship problems.

And many of these people are right here on Tumblr and are so young, and have the best years of their lives ahead of them and it hurts me to see them hurting.  I hope they can soon learn what it took me a long time to learn, and turn to God, and to people who can help them, rather than those who can hurt them further.

This can end up a better day than it started out if you let it.  Just know that you’re never alone, even when you can look around and see no one.

In the meantime, I have a prayer request, for strength and guidance for my son and his new bride.  They are wonderful together, but everybody could use a little help now and then.  Thanks.

Happy Sunday.  The sun is shining here in northeast Pennsylvania.  There are still some colorful leaves on the trees and I’m going to be out amongst them in a little while.

Dear God.

hyperhezx:

Thanks for filling me with piece through everything. I used to re act to things so diffrently and so bad the way the enemy would of wanted. But you filled me with peice and even through the bad times that peace still remains .Lately i’ve had to say bye to allot of things and people in order for me to be the person you want me to be. I don’t understand all the reasons of the situations and  why they are happening. But i have complete trust and faith in you.  I’m not going to worry or try and understand bad times and situations anymore. I know thats what the enemy wants .. he wants me to get mad and doubt and question . But no i wont .. i have trust in you. And you will always ALWAYS come first. Nothing is more real than you . Not any person not any situation not any item NOTHING . Your my real and truer than anything. You have changed me so much and lately you have been teaching me and uses me allot . Thanks for being with me through everything and teaching me allot through every situation. I’ll continue to trust you through everything . I love you . countine to take my heart jesus God take my entire life it’s yours. do what you want i trust your unfailing REAL love. i belong to you

Sunday morning, and I’m seeing and hearing from people who have serious problems, and I wish they could just be like this young lady and turn their problems over to God and draw from his strength.

adifrntstory:

I can’t get away from them. The person I relied on most to buy for me said I should get an apartment with her. The people I partied with want to know when I’m coming back. They have a spot saved for me and a game of circle of death ready. The person I want to be with…the same person I shouldn’t talk to…wants to know what he did wrong—nothing—and why I won’t talk to him. My life is crumbling—crashing—around me. And I don’t know what to do.

“We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.” I don’t regret my past by any means. But how the hell am I supposed to stay clean if I don’t slam the fucking door on it? i mean, seriously. I just want to start my new life. And this is not helping. At all.

You are never alone.  Ever.  Somebody stronger than all of us is right there with you.