Guest guest Posted April 3, 2008 Report Share Posted April 3, 2008 P.S. I immediatly called Kerry who was napping with little Kurt. She was sooooo happy. Hugs, Joyce>> > I find myself again and again amazed at the goodness of God. I ask him> in prayer and when he answers my pleas, I am amazed. I have prayed so> diligently for our Gwynne to have the chance to live. She had so many> obstacles to overcome. I really did not pray "believing" as the bible> instructs us, but doubting. Yet, God knows our weakness and delivers> his mercies, anyway.> > Today, I have had nosebleeds all day from all the blood thinners. It is> not easy to wear a cannula when your nose is stuffed with toilet paper. > I was sitting, acting sick, all wrapped up in my quilt moaning and> groaning to my poor husband who just staggered in the door from work.> > The phone rang. It was Peggy with the news of Gwynne. Everything else> became meaningless. Praise God. Now, she can breathe.> > Wow! It feels like I am 8 years old and it is Christmas morning!> > Hugs, Joyce D.> Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 3, 2008 Report Share Posted April 3, 2008 Joyce wouldn't you just to be with Gwynne when she wakes up and just watch her breathe.. Love and Prayers, Peggy"Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." I find myself again and again amazed at the goodness of God. I ask him in prayer and when he answers my pleas, I am amazed. I have prayed so diligently for our Gwynne to have the chance to live. She had so many obstacles to overcome. I really did not pray "believing" as the bible instructs us, but doubting. Yet, God knows our weakness and delivers his mercies, anyway. Today, I have had nosebleeds all day from all the blood thinners. It is not easy to wear a cannula when your nose is stuffed with toilet paper. I was sitting, acting sick, all wrapped up in my quilt moaning and groaning to my poor husband who just staggered in the door from work. The phone rang. It was Peggy with the news of Gwynne. Everything else became meaningless. Praise God. Now, she can breathe.Wow! It feels like I am 8 years old and it is Christmas morning!Hugs, Joyce D. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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