11/19/2020 0 Comments Day 2- ThursdayToday was painful. My body aches, and once, when I sneezed, it hurt… my arm!!?? But that wasn’t the painful part. The pain comes from sitting in this lonesome room, hearing my family as they live life without me right now. My wife is working tirelessly to keep the kids in order and keep the house the same way. I know she is tired, she has 4 children and a nursing baby. That hurts me. All I want to do is go out and give her a hand. I want to jump in where I hear the children giving her a difficult time. I want to hold her, and tell her I got this. I want to hold my children, and tell them that I love them. I can only do that through an iphone, and on some occasion, through the window as they play outside.
I am very grateful for my wife. She is still looking after me and keeping me accountable with taking pills and eating properly. I know this is only for a short period, but she is doing a fantastic job. It always makes me smile when people at church say how well behaved our children are. They are impressed by the children coming in with backpacks, in a line, and being on their best behaviour. I smile because I know that this is all her hard work, she has trained our children well. I’m proud of her, and if it wasn’t for her faithfulness to her calling, then I would be unable to do what the Lord’s called me to do. This morning, I was awoken by my wife slamming the door open and yelling my name. I was startled and she had a look on her face that was cause for concern. It had better be important, I don’t want to spread this to any of my family, and her coming in like that put her at risk. “Micah!!!” she cried out. Something was bothering her, that was clear. “Honey, what’s wrong??” was all I could muster to say. I was concerned, fearful something dreadful had happened. “What are you doing??” she asked. Wait… what… I was sleeping, and I told her that. “Why are you not answering your phone??” She continued “Its charging honey!” I said pointing to the phone on the desk on the charger. “Micah, I thought you were dead. You didn’t answer my text, I tried facetiming you, and I got nothing. All I could think was that you are back here dead!!” After we settled ourselves down, we just laughed a little. One of those misunderstandings that I suppose comes with this covid isolation. Needless to say, she told me to call her tomorrow morning when I wake up so she knows everything is ok. As far as my health goes, I’m actually feeling a bit better. Other than the body aches, my cough is better, my temperature is staying regulated, and my head is feeling much clearer. I’m trying to eat what I can so my body can recover properly and gain its strength. I’m very encouraged by what the Lord is doing and how He is healing me. The only thing I probably need to do more is just sleep. I slept a little today, but not nearly enough. When I’m done here, I’m going to go shower and probably put myself to bed. Lord willing, I continue this trend and feel much better in the morning. Thank you all for all your prayers. God bless.
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