The Saturday was a beautiful day in Kansas City. My daughter and her children and my son's son were with me. We went to a place in Westport call donutology and the kids got to make their own kind of donut. As we were heading home we decided to stop at a park behind Crown Center that has a pirate ship and water monster coming out of the ground.
The kids had a blast. So did Lindsay and I. Afterwards we stopped at Dairy Queen for lunch. The kids loved having ice cream sundaes and blizzards. I had packed up The Walker and the back of the car and just use my cane to get around. I started that on Friday. It was slow going but I think this is actually going to help me recover quicker.
At physical therapy on Friday I was actually able to get my muscle strength up to 16 on my right leg ( up from a 10 when I started. The scale actually goes up to 100.) I asked my therapist how I'm doing and she said that I'm not the slowest and I'm definitely not the fastest at recovering he said I'm solidly in the middle. At the end of our session another guy came in and did a deep tissue massage on my leg that included electricity. I wasn't entirely comfortable with this I was holding a metal piece in my hand connected to up the machine and he had something wrapped around his arm which meant that we were completing the circuit and when he went up to the next level the things the middle piece started vibrating in my hand and lovely shocking me anytime his hand left me completely. I had to put a stop to it. But one thing is for sure I was able to walk much better afterwards and I did use very much pain medicine this Friday and Saturday at all.
I'm typing this at 3:30 in the morning which isn't uncommon for me to be awake. I'm thinking about an email from Janie about Father Burgett about how much pain he's been in this week from his pancreatic cancer. I realize that I don't know how to pray. I talk to God all the time Petsense my prayers for healing for him are not being answered my mind and my heart screaming at me telling me that you're doing it all wrong. Even as I type that I know that this is wrong. There are so many of us praying I know that at least one of us is doing it right. It's so hard knowing that someone you care about is hurting.
I paused while typing this and went back to pray. After praying I hit Facebook and it opened up and I saw that Egyptian Coptics were killed while worshipping. It is Palm Sunday. Of course I cried out to God to Stop The Killing of Christians and the Middle East and around the world. There are that many of us and it seems like we are being taken out so quickly.
Then it dawned on me that the Holy Spirit helps us pray. So I asked the Holy Spirit to please help me pray.
Afterwards I searched for the verse that tells us about the Holy Spirit interceding for us and I came upon this article: https://bible.org/seriespage/lesson-50-spirit-helps-us-pray-romans-826-27
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