A Marker.

 When I look at the calendar the number 1 indicating the first day of March, I remember  the 1 that went with February.  It's been 4 weeks since my life has changed a bit.  I'm aware that my body is still a bit biffed about surgery but with help moving on toward more healing.   I've discovered that ice bags are a favorite of very tight muscles that have been assaulted where lymph nodes were removed.  Ice packs  relaxes those muscles. The ability to feel heat and cold is a bit lacking so I need to be careful.  But finding relief for tight muscles is a gift from God. 

Yesterday's message from the pulpit was about giving support to those who need healing.  Darren talked about the man who was carried to Jesus for healing.  The story of the roof being opened and the man lowered to Jesus by his friends. I remember when small the visual picture that came thinking about the crowd.    The support of friends was an important part of that story.  My, my...how I have felt that.  Healing comes in many forms, through medicine but also as important through friends.  I remember so well while in the hospital, my nurses said more than once...YOU have a great support team. Even though company was not allowed, they could sense that to be true.    

One of my supporters is Ellen, a primary school student living in Speedway and part of the North Church family.  She might be 8 or 9 now.  Ellen is a cancer miracle.  I spotted her often during her chemo treatment time at church.  Ellen had a most cherished Panda who attended all her chemo sessions.  It suffered greatly at the mouth of dogs during a camping trip.  I was able to put that friend back together with the help of a same donor Panda found at Goodwill.  Talk about a God moment!  Yesterday Ellen and her mother left a bag of goodies at my door. There were Panda cookies and a word search book among other things.  Ellen has quite a collection of Pandas.   I don't know how we missed the door bell but we did.  Perhaps I was out walking or sleeping...A phone call last night expressed my thanks to my North Church family, once again providing the support of friendship as in the story of we heard from the pulpit.  

Today should be pretty quiet,  Still working on educating my self about my Iphone.  It's not going so well.  I have lots of time. My texting with grandsons is a gift.  Blessings abound.