This is a very compelling story about Angelyn, whose life was nearly destroyed by drugs. Listen to her carefully, and see if you might want to sponsor a child like her, to give hope and a future.
Compassion’s ministry is helping thousands of mothers, especially young ones, to learn now to care for their new babies. They’re providing resources, education and supplies that make it possible, literally, for the babies to survive. This is a really sweet and compelling video you don’t want to miss:
This title says it all; it’s about providing baby goats to children in need. I know how important they can be for the families of our children. When I sponsored a boy in Haiti, every time I sent extra money for Christmas or birthdays he would buy a goat. When he graduated and I asked if he had a younger brother I could sponsor, Compassion sent me a new child packet for the brother and it said he was responsible for the family’s “herd of goats!” I just had to giggle. How wonderful!
We have been experiencing an unprecedented amount of fires in the west this summer. Even our homes are filled with smoke at this time, and many homes have been damaged throughout Montana, Wyoming and other states. We need to pray strongly for rain to put these fires out; it seems to be the only answer for such wide-spread problems. In addition, we want to remember those who have lost everything. Below are some links I would suggest for donating to the cause:
It’s really sad to read this report from Montana. She says, “We are in a huge mess over here. Devastation everywhere & the fire is all around us out here in Lolo. Most of Lolo is either evacuated or on warning. Please help if you can. Thank you.” Here is where you can help these families:
In addition, I want to honor these brave firefighters that have died this summer alone in Montana:
We certainly owe a huge “Thank You” to these men and women that continually lay their lives down for us!
Here is a map of current fires in Montana and Idaho:
This is a story about a local fire that has been very close to Sheridan, WY:
Earlier this summer local firefighters were battling 17 fires at once.
So let’s keep praying and giving for those in need…the summer of fires is not yet over!
The floods in Texas and Louisiana have been horrible to observe. I’m thankful Sarah’s apartment wasn’t flooded, or even her parking lot, and that she’s able to help many others at this time. Here are a couple of links that I think are best for helping victims of Hurricane Harvey:
This is a link to Sarah’s church: they have many different ways to send donations for those in need. They are also out in the neighborhoods now, helping gut houses, and encouraging families that have faced such huge losses.
This is how it looks in the areas where Sarah has been volunteering. Imagine seeing nearly all your possessions piled up on sidewalks for dumpsters to remove:
Secondly, this girl is a Buffalo native that lives in Rockport, TX–possibly the hardest hit area of all. Please donate to this family if you’re able and would like to help them recover:
As you may know, I had a bicycle accident in Jackson this summer. I ended up with two sprained wrists, a sprained ankle, bruised ribs and a contusion of the liver. Since I was alone at my dad’s house I had to drive myself to the hospital and back, and didn’t get to bed until 3:30am. In addition to being unable to breathe deeply for the next three weeks it was extremely painful. While at the hospital I was not able to take any pain killers because I would need to drive myself back to the house. When I arrived home and tried to open the bottle of pills I couldn’t twist the cap or hold it to twist with the other hand. I thought, “What would Daddy do?” and put the bottle on the kitchen counter and whacked at it with a hammer until I got it opened!
That week was difficult; I could barely get in and out of bed, walk, breathe or even stay awake. I’d arranged for a plumber to come to the house for repairs, but slept most of the time he was there. My body was really in shock. It helped me relate to what my dad had suffered with COPD, and what my mother had undergone with cancer regarding CT Scans and awaiting results (the doctor had originally said that I had a blood clot in my liver completely unrelated to the accident, but later decided it was trauma related). When I drove back home to Buffalo (normally a 6-7 hour trip) it took 10 hours because I had to pull over to sleep so often.
I’m doing much better now, although I’m still strengthening my left wrist and hand through occupational therapy. My problems were nothing compared to what others have: I pray every day for friends that are dealing with cancer and other serious illnesses, and can’t even begin to relate to the struggles and fears they may have.
But I do want to share about the faithfulness of God in my hours of need when I wasn’t even sure I could get through the night. In my normal, daily devotions He spoke very clearly and assuredly to me. The first verse is the one I read while lying in the emergency room, awaiting various tests, and it gave me the peace and certainty that He was in this with me and would see me through it. It was June 26 so I’d looked up Psalm 26:
Examine me, God, from head to foot, order your battery of tests. Make sure I’m fit inside and out so I never lose sight of your love, but keep in step with you, never missing a beat. –Psalm 26:2-3 (MSG)
From there, everything else I read the rest of the week was equally timely and encouraging, and was right in my regular readings each day:
Just as Joseph and the psalmist keep turning to God and trusting Him to turn evil into good, so we, too, must keep looking to God in difficult times. —One Year Book of Psalms, 6/27
Since all that I meet shall work for my good, the bitter is sweet, the medicine food: though painful at present, ’twill cease before long; and then O how pleasant the Conqueror’s song. –John Newton
Show us your mighty power, come to rescue us! Turn us again to yourself, O God. Make your face shine down upon us. Only then will we be saved. –Psalm 80:2b-3 (NLT)
Now I will take the load from your shoulders; I will free your hands from their heavy tasks. You cried to me in trouble, and I saved you; I answered out of the thundercloud and tested your faith when there was no water in Meribah. –Psalm 81:6-7 (NLT)
Happy the child who in thunder-claps detects the Father’s voice. There is no fear in love, because perfect love casteth out the fear that hath torment. –F. B. Meyer
Yes, there were thunderstorms that week in Jackson when I was sleeping nearly all day and night. And yes, that last quote had my Word of the Year in it–“cast!” I”m thankful He met with me in my need and assured me of His presence.
How do I know God is real? I’ve experienced Him in extraordinary ways; it’s as simple as that. To read what I’ve written in previous posts of this series, click here:
God is Real–Part Three (a hurtful e-mail)
God is Real–Part Five (a zany miracle)
Here is another example of my experience with God, proving Himself real to me. Years ago I had a skiing accident and tore my ACL. It was repaired and I recovered well, with the help of physical therapy. Then, several years later (perhaps 20 years ago now) I went to a couple’s home for a farewell party and their dog came running out to greet us. Since it was heading towards my bad knee I twisted to avoid it. Just like that, my knee gave out, for the first (and only) time since surgery. I couldn’t walk on it and was soon in surgery for an arthroscopic procedure to see what was injured. The ACL was broken loose and balled up in the center, so the doctor removed it through the tiny incision. I was supposed to undergo physical therapy for a few weeks, recover from the surgery, and then have the ACL repaired. For a while I was getting better, and no longer needed to use crutches. But after about six weeks I realized I was getting worse again and eventually had to use crutches again, due to the pain. Surgery was not possible until we could discover what was going on with the knee. After bone scans, a spinal tap and more physical therapy, it was decided that my knee had developed Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy (RSD). As I understand it, it’s a nerve related disease with no apparent reason for the pain (it is now known as “Complex Regional Pain Syndrome). It has to do with messages being relayed by the nerves back and forth from the brain. We decided against knee surgery to repair the ACL and, in fact, my knee was very stable, surgery didn’t seem necessary, and it was not recommended with this new problem of pain.
Now fast forward a few years. They had said that “RSD” could develop anywhere in my body, and when I needed surgery in both shoulders for bone spurs, they were reluctant to do the procedure, and put it off as long as possible, for fear that RSD would develop. But the pain was getting worse and we eventually decided to do one shoulder; the result was great. We waited six months; I healed up from the surgery and had no RSD causing further problems, so we decided to do the other shoulder. However, as soon as I began to recover from the second surgery, I became aware of the fact that “RSD” was now in several areas–both knees, my neck, and both shoulders. I couldn’t reach for items in the kitchen cabinets without deep pain; it hurt to open a door or even carry a purse. I could hardly function in normal ways. One night, I prayed to God, “I can’t handle this. You’re the only One that can heal me, and I ask you to heal me. I can’t function.”
Lo and behold, when I awoke in the morning the pain was gone, 100%, even in my knee. I knew I didn’t need to take the Tylenol that I has been taking each morning. There was NO pain. I didn’t take anything for over a month. And then the pain returned, but only in the knee. Why? I believe He allowed the pain to return in one area in order to remind me that everyone has some kind of pain. Think about it: you do somewhere–relational, financial, spiritual, or in some other area. Somebody you love has died, or will die soon. Some relationship is not quite what you’d hoped it would be. Parenting is hard. Jobs are difficult. You’re frustrated with politics or the church or your community. Everyone has pain.
I’ll never forget the fact that God healed me overnight, and that it lasted a full month. I’ll never forget that others around me are hurting, too. I’ll never go running to another doctor to see if he or she can heal my knee; I already know that God is the One who can heal it, and He will if He chooses. Previous to this I had gone to many different doctors and was receiving suggestions coming from lots of people about how to find healing. I no longer need to run around to every doctor and clinic. I’m OK with the pain; I can live with it and be thankful every day that it isn’t my back, or a more serious condition. I use a great knee brace when standing for any length of time.
Do I ever go to doctors any more? Of course, but I’m no longer looking for answers to this knee problem. Why doesn’t God heal every disease and pain for good? I don’t know. He will when we arrive in Heaven, assuming we have trusted Him with our lives and salvation. But I do know, for certain, that He’s real. I’ve experienced His instantaneous healing more than once. A month without pain was heavenly, literally; how much better will the real place be!