longer, if you count the drive to and from Mesa... but I was able to get things cleaned out - at least the areas that I intended to work on - and boxed up. A co-worker from that department I was working in came for a short while and she took a lot of the giveaways that were left. Someone had already come in and had taken numerous bins of giveaways ... we have no idea who took them. I cleaned out file drawers and filled up two big bins with papers. And I brought home 4-5 bags of 'stuff' that would have been thrown away, but was still useable. Mainly supplies that still were useable. I'll go through them some time when hubby isn't home. In the meantime, they are stacked in the garage. I do need to get rid of some of the boxes that are stacked out there. It's getting really cluttered and hubby lets me know periodically how bad it looks. Like anyone but us sees it - the garage doors are usually down. But it is looking cluttered even for me!
I did get some good news yesterday. My DEXascan did get approved by my new PCP and I am scheduled to have it done this morning. I called to confirm yesterday that the approval had been given as I didn't want to take off work and get there, then find it wasn't approved. Still don't see where my prescriptions have been ordered so I did send another email to the PCP yesterday requesting they get ordered. Then I won't need to see her until this time next year, unless I get sick enough to go to the doctor.
It was really odd yesterday when I came home from Mesa. It was about 12:45PM and hubby had told me that morning he had a massage scheduled at noon so I did not expect him home until 1:15PM or so. I was surprised when I opened the garage door and his car was there. When I came in to the house every room was dark. I found hubby sitting in his recliner in the front room. I asked what happened to his massage and he said it got cancelled as the therapist had a sick child. I just looked at him.... had he sat there for hours because he had nothing to do? In the dark? It just felt odd, like a spirit of depression was in the room. Sure, he can be disappointed he couldn't get his massage; and he commented it was the second time she had cancelled so he scheduled his next one with a different therapist. He didn't like that his plans were changed. He seems to be doing things like this more and more. Just going and sitting in his chair and dozing or just sitting there. There is nothing I can do to help him; I try to encourage him to do things, but he chooses not to. He seems to be doing this more often than not. I can come home from the store, and he will be sitting in his chair. I struggle to understand him as I can't stand to just sit all the time and do nothing. Any suggestions?
Do you remember the story of the woman with the issue of blood in the Bible? I read it again in one of the devotionals I have this morning. And it wasn't so much about her faith that caused her to reach out and touch Jesus' robe hem, but it was her boldness to do so.
Mark 5:25-29 "A woman in the crowd had suffered for twelve years with constant bleeding. She had suffered a great deal from many doctors, and over the years she had spent everything she had to pay them., but she had gotten no better. In fact, she had gotten worse. She had heard about Jesus, so she came up behind him through the crowd and touched his robe. For she thought to herself, "If I can just touch his robe, I will be healed." Immediately the bleeding stopped and she could feel in her body that she had been healed of her terrible condition."
Like many of the famous people today, many people reach out to just touch them. But this woman's touch was different. It was full of faith, and it was full of boldness. She dared reach out and touch Jesus, believing that 'if only I could touch his robe, I will be healed.' Some times we have the faith to do something, but do we have the boldness to do it? Sometimes we feel that although we have a need, we have the faith, but we don't feel we have the right to expect something. Ever felt that? Perhaps you have prayed for something, really wanting the answer, but you don't really expect God to intervene. Lack of faith? Perhaps. Lack of boldness? Even more so. If your child was sick, would you beat on the doors of heaven in boldness, asking for God to touch your child and bring healing?
I know I did that 21 years ago. I constantly beat on the doors of heaven, asking for my daughter to be healed. I didn't know if God would heal her or not. I didn't know if my prayers would be answered. I know others prayed as well. We did a lot of fasting and praying. The point I am wanting to make is that even though we didn't know what the answer would be, we never stopped praying and boldly seeking God for her healing. And He did answer, and He did heal her.
What do you do when you have a problem? Do you just 'grin and bear it' or do you send up a bold prayer asking for intervention? Do you not understand that our God is Jehovah Rapha (or Rophe), and He longs for us to seek His face for whatever our need is? He longs to bring healing, but we also must remember that His answer is the ultimate answer. We don't always get what we want. But we need to remember we always get what we need. And we may not need what we think we want. How many times have we thought we 'had to have' something... only to get it and put it on the shelf? I am so guilty of that! I have bought things that I wanted... and some I haven't even taken out of the box - or if I have gone that far, it is sitting on top of the cupboard, unused. I'm trying to get better at NOT doing that!
Sit back and think about your need. Then take a moment and ask God to take care of that need. Not just asking and letting it go, but seeking God's hand in supplying that need. What part do you need to play in getting it answered? Sometimes God is just waiting on us to act first. How bad do you want it? Think about that! Pray bold prayers - with faith!
Blessings!
