Someone prayed – and here I am. Use me, Lord.
We have a very dear relative – close extended family (if that makes sense).
A lovely gentle man. A very “live life full-on” gentle man. A man who is always active. Always doing. Always reaching out to others. He is the husband of my wonderful god-mother. She is a gentle lady. Full of fun. Full of life. Connecting with so many near and far.
And this gentle man went in for tests prior to a knee replacement – and was found to have leukaemia. So he has been having chemo – and is struggling with an infection picked up along the way. An infection that means he is being pumped with antibiotics, that means he has been in the same hospital bed for almost four weeks.
The infection has a name. The medical people cannot understand why the treatment is not shifting this infection. The infection is called cellulitus.
This wonderful gentleman knows: “Something is very WRONG – very WRONG!” Disorientation is one of the symptoms. Yet he knows something is very wrong. His lovely gentle lady wife watches and prays and hopes.
And after four weeks it is wearing on both of them. Very wearing. More chemo to come, more uncertainty, this infection getting in the way of all that. Draining hope. Draining living. Both of them are in their eighties. Both of them are fitter than me – usually.
Please lift them up – emotionally, physically and spiritually. The Lord knows them both. Let Him know how much you care for these two wonderful – and so wounded right now – unique creations.
Thank you –