For almost two weeks now, I haven’t cooked a single meal, cleaned a single toilet, or changed a single sheet. Yet I remain well fed, my house remains clean, and I’m sleeping in fresh bedding, despite it all.
Since the day of my surgery, I have felt so taken care of, so loved. There’s been little else for me to do but just get better.
And slowly, that’s what I’m doing.
With an eight-inch incision in my abdomen, it’s hard to actually forget about my surgery. Ever. But every day I find that I can walk a little straighter, sit at my desk a little longer, and even laugh without holding my belly. (Though what fun is laughing if you can’t grab your belly and really lean into it?)
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about my struggle to believe God truly loves me through all of the difficulties I have endured with cancer. It was an honest self-assessment, and the prayers I have prayed since then have been raw and heart-felt.
At some point along the way, though, maybe it was while Janice was here reading to me or while Bess was cleaning my toilets or while Mandy was bravely riding with me in my driving test a week and a half after my surgery, I realized that this care I am receiving and my cries to the Lord to show me his love have collided. The one is the answer to the other.
The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ – Matthew 25:40
I’m not sure I’m part of “the least of these,” but I do know Jesus often shows his love to others through me, and He often shows his love to me through others.
And right now, I’m having no trouble feeling loved.
Thank you, Jesus. And thank YOU. Your love is real.
So happy for the good report and that you are well loved by your friends. Also glad you are gaining strength and preparing to work.
Beautiful, Charity. Your life lessons are an uplifting inspiration & we are blessed to be able to read them. 🙂 I feel the way Megan does, “I am so glad you have friends like this. I wish I lived close enough to be one of them.”
Oh, shoot. Now my eyes are all smeary and teary.
But I am celebrating that God has revealed His love as you receive simple acts of service offered to you.
You’re such a joy, such a gift. And I love laughing with you! 🙂
So glad you feel real love.
So glad you are home.
So glad I get to SEE YOU in a few weeks!
So sweet. I’m glad they are lovin’ you. So glad.
Glad to hear that you’re getting around. May God continue to heal you Charity. ; )
Yes, yes Charity – that is what it is all meant to be. We are His heart, His hands, His love – serving one another. I am so glad you are being so well taken care of. You are blessed – as are they as they serve with love.
Thank you for revealing a picture of the body of Christ at its very best. Continue to heal, friend.
This, dear Charity, is the real heart of the gospel – being Jesus to and for each other. I’m thankful for your friends, too. And that you can sense God’s loving care for you through them. And I’m glad to hear that ‘every day, in every way, you’re getting better and better.’ That is very good news, indeed.
I am so glad you have friends like this. I wish I lived close enough to be one of them.