My husband had a knee replacement about two weeks ago. First the hospital; now rehab. It's a blessing he was able to stay in the rehab center, actually a division of the orthopedic hospital. Another blessing is it's close to our home.
Yet, going twice a day, sitting in really uncomfortable chairs, running here and running there tires me out. A woman often doesn't dwell on all the things her husband does. I never pick up prescriptions. He loves going to the store. I think he'd go every day if he could think of an excuse to do it.
But there I was, picking up my prescription and the druggist didn't even know me. "Where's Lester?" she asks.
I do go grocery shopping when I have to because Les doesn't buy everything on the list. He mostly buys fresh produce and loves showing other shoppers how to determine which veggie or fruit will be the most delicious, how they can price match in order to buy it cheaper, and that sort of thing.
I ate what fresh produce we had and as the days went by my refrigerator shelves and drawers no longer had anything to offer. So I took my running list (I always keep a grocery list going) and it took me an hour and a half to get the stuff bought and hauled in the house.
Then I decided Les wasn't going to be up to spraying weeds, so I went out to spray, covering myself with repellents because mosquitoes and chiggers find me even on bright sunny days, The battery-operated sprayer wouldn't work. I changed batteries. I scraped away corrosion. I tried again and ended up shaking the little dab of weed killer out of the spout over the stubborn invaders. Needless to say, I didn't hit all of them.
So, I was off to Lowe's. We also needed fall fertilizer on the grass. Got the big jug of weed killer with a new battery-operated sprayer gadget attached, and the fertilizer.
I thought of spreading the fertilizer in the evening yesterday. But I had vacuumed that morning because I knew Les wouldn't let me do it after he gets home. I've had back problems for years and he vacuumed to spare my back. So I decided to get up early this morning and spread the fertilizer.
Well, it rained.
Being a writer, I try to keep my eye out for things that need done and I do them as quickly as possible. I write a while, jump up and do put laundry in the washer, then in the dryer, fold, put away in between emails and paragraphs. Mop the kitchen, clean the bathroom.
But life can't be ordered on schedule. My day must start and end with devotions. Our nation, the church and so many have serious needs that will only be answered by God's miraculous power. I must pray for God's blessing and spirit to be at work in the lives of our children and grandchildren, and I recall His promise that He is the rewarder of those who diligently seek Him (Hebrews 11).
I've felt so weary. Then I remember, "They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount upon wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk, and not faint" (Isaiah 40:29-31.
Suddenly I feel strengthened.
Oh, and now that I think of it, I'd like to win Heart Failure by Richard L. Mabry, MD. I should be up to reading it now. But oops, he's not giving the book away; he's giving away an Amazon gift card so I can buy it! You can enter, too, at http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/9111d21
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