Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Mother in Law

My mother in law is undergoing emergency surgery right now.

She was sick with bronchitis last week. Monday she began to hurt in her chest and back, so was taken to the ER. They did EKG's which all turned out fine, but admitted her for observation.

She became paralyzed from the waist down sometimes today after 10, when Terry spoke with her.

I had spoken with Brenda and Beth around 5 and they said that once the docs did this battery of tests they were moving her into ICU due to the paralysis; then the call came about the surgery which leads me to believe that the tests showed them the problem.

Judy said that she had blood in the spleen.

I looked up blood in spleen, but it wasn't very informative. She's had 5 or 6 back surgeries through the years. The last time they put rods in her back; then had to go in and take them out for some reason.

I must admit that I'm not really knowledgeable on the reason for that because mother is one of those who constantly tells you about the latest ailment she has; over and over and over and over........
She's the type that if you have a headache, she has to tell you about the killer headache, backache, arm ache, butt ache she had when she was 3. :D

But on a more compassionate/touching note--when we sat down for supper Ana says--I'm not eating until we say a prayer.
I asked if she was going to do the praying.
No, she says, you are momo.
I asked what were we praying for and she replied, grandmommy.

She wanted us to hold hands--so we held hands and I prayed for grandmommy. It truly blessed me that the child initiated the prayer request-most kids don't think of that.

Just remember her in your prayers, as well as the girls and Terry.
love,
Klara

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

church

I love going to church, most of the time anyway. I have spent a lot of time not going, but I've spent a lot of time going. I was in a period of not going when the grands came into my life. I decided that I needed to get back in church for their sake. All kids need a good basic background of Bible teaching. If, later on in life, they choose another path, so be it; but at least I will have shared with them what I believe. I will have also set the example. They can choose to follow that example or not.

Wednesday nites is a hard one for me to attend. It starts at 7 and ends sometime after 8. I usually have the girls to get to bed at a reasonable hour for church. So, I hadn't always gone, until this year when I started in hopes of the girls being involved in something they enjoyed on Wednesday nites.

Well, it would be fine and good--but the preacher can't stop at 8. He kept us until 8:15 tonight. This is rough on the teachers and the kids. The teachers plan for an hour session. When the hour is up, they are usually through with the class. The kids have nothing to do, so they often get noisy and antsy.

I get antsy and lose track of what he's saying.
I'm praying about what to do. One teacher said someone needed to say something to him. I guess she meant a parent. I'm debating saying something myself. Either that, or next Wednesday I will sit on the side of the church, in a pew closest to the wall that faces the door which leads back to the children's unit. At precisely 8, if the preacher is still rattling on, I"ll simply get up and go collect my children and take them home.

His devotion is usually pretty good. The prayer requests we do first are informative. The cards we sign and send are very welcome by those who are ill or going through a loss. The main problem is that the preacher prays a sermon. He not only prays one prior to the devotion, he prays one following the devotion. Add to that, the leader of the songs prays one of his own before we sing and we have a long prayer session. There are only so many prayers that will fit in an hour.

Lord, I don't mean to be disrespectful. I don't mean to be mean and ugly toward these two men who are doing their best to serve their Lord. But I've studied the Bible and I understand the teaching on prayer to be this: public prayer should be short and sweet. The long prayers are best done in privacy.

Maybe I'm just opinionated and want things my way. I truly don't mean to come across as dissing the preacher--but facts are facts and these are the facts.

Well I have until next Wednesday to make a choice as to how I will handle this situation.