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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Still Here- Five Minute Friday

Once again, it's Five-Minute Friday, hosted by Kate Montaug. The challenge is to write for five minutes on a given "theme word", posted by Kate on Thursday night...and then stop when the timer dings.

Today's word is still.


Today was hell.

I'm dealing with more physical pain, and more just plain fright, than I could ever have imagined possible. To those who have ever been shot, it's like being shot.

To those who have had kidney stones, it's like the mother of all kidney stones.

But wait! There's more! (I've seen too many late-night infomercials.)

Bleeding from various places (and today, for the first time, the nose...yee-ha).

Nausea and vomiting.

And, just to add insult to everything else, incontinence.

But I'm still here.

This life means something. God put me here for a reason, and I'm not going to sabotage His plans by opting out of involvement, or, heaven forbid, opting out of life.

Still here, and they're going to have to come in over the wall to get me.

I have something to contribute. I have kind things to say. I have stray dogs to comfort.

And I am still bloody here, and if the devil doesn't like it, he can go and...treat himself unconventionally.


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  1. Thank you for sharing your story of resilience and trusting in God's ultimate plan (even when it is hard to understand.) I hope that tomorrow is a better day for you. I am stopping by from Five Minute Friday.

    1. Thank you so much! It is hard to understand, sometimes...but then I remember that Jesus felt alone and abandoned , and that we need a Good Friday to prepare the soil for Easter.

  2. I'm so glad you're still here. Praying for heavy doses of grace on your pain...

    1. Thanks, Lisa. I'm glad, too!

      Grace - and a positive attitude - are so necessary. I'd be lost without them.

  3. Andrew, You are a precious gift to all who come into contact with you. Your grace and strength surpass all that you are physically enduring. Believe in this.

    May He bring you comfort and peace in heaping doses.

    1. Kim, your words do me such great honor...thank you.

      He does bring comfort, every day. He never leaves us.

  4. God bless you and give you more grace.

    1. Thank you, Susan. God disposes, but He also dispenses grace...more, sometimes, than we can get our arms around.

  5. Andrew, your strength of will and your tenacity inspire me.

    I loved what you said: "This life means something. God put me here for a reason, and I'm not going to sabotage His plans by opting out of involvement, or, heaven forbid, opting out of life."

    This life does mean something. And if we're still here, God has a good reason for it. It's easy to opt out of involvement when we're in the battle of (and in your case, for) our lives. Thanks for the reminder to keep pressing onward doing what God has gifted and given us to do.

    Keep pressing onward, friend.

    1. Jeanne, thank you so much.

      Opting out of involvement would mean not only turning away from God, but turning away from the people whose lives i touch, and whose lives touch mine.

      I fit here, in this part of the virtual-but-very-real world. To leave would be akin to tearing a hole in a tapestry designed and woven by God.

      Don't think I wanna do that...

  6. Yes, you are still here, Andrew. And you're speaking into our lives and sharing in community with us, and giving something that maybe no one else can give.

    God's not done with you yet, friend. And I think I speak for us all, that we are grateful. May He somehow speak sweet peace to your weary soul ...

    1. Thanks, Linda - and no, He's not done yet.

      Today, there's something of a calm center in the middle of what I can only describe as agony. There are still duties to perform, and He's holding me up, and helping me put each foot forward - literally one at a time.