From an article originally posted February 6, 2013…
“Then Amalek came and fought with Israel at Rephidim. So Moses said to Joshua, “Choose for us men, and go out and fight with Amalek. Tomorrow I will stand on the top of the hill with the staff of God in my hand.” So Joshua did as Moses told him, and fought with Amalek, while Moses, Aaron, and Hur went up to the top of the hill. Whenever Moses held up his hand, Israel prevailed, and whenever he lowered his hand, Amalek prevailed. But Moses’ hands grew weary, so they took a stone and put it under him, and he sat on it, while Aaron and Hur held up his hands, one on one side, and the other on the other side. So his hands were steady until the going down of the sun. And Joshua overwhelmed Amalek and his people with the sword.”
This was my reading today. It has been quoted to me many times through this journey. I feel like God has given me an army of trustworthy people to hold up my weary arms in this battle. I feel like there have been people to hold up the arms of the people who are holding up mine. It has been an unbelievable picture of community.
Friday is a huge day for us. We won’t be making decisions, but we will meet with the radiologist and have a better picture of our last step. Friday is also the last day of live-in help. We will put my mama on a plane that afternoon. We have had a parade of help in our home to help us. We have had an in town army of support as well. It’s been very humbling. But I’m eager to have the strength to do life in our home. Jason wants help through radiation, but I want to be a toughie and go it alone. We will see how my body reacts to it.
My beautiful parade of live-in help, starting from the very beginning.
All this love. And do you see what is not shown? The husbands that sacrificed and supported these women in coming. The time away from snuggles with their own families. There are countless plane tickets, rescheduled appointments, time away from everyday life, sacrifice to love this little ole family in a hard season. We are blessed, humbled, thankful! Here is my ebenezer of the faithfulness of God to us through this extremely difficult season. The parade of care. What a beautiful thing to remember. Thank you is simply inadequate!
