Reflections on The Year My Dad Had a Stroke

I will continue to blog everyday that I can throughout December reflecting on that Christmas season that changed everything.  Whether you read all of these or not, I am praying for all of you who are telling me that we are one in the bond of painful Christmases.  I stand with you, but we will not let our circumstances dictate our happiness.  Christ only will be my strength and joy in all seasons of life.

Today in Tennessee it was rainy and dreary.  It is Monday, so it would be easy to get the blues.  I will not allow my spirit to be dreary.  I will think of one precious little one whose eyes light up at the thought of Santa and reindeer, and I will smile, and allow my eyes to light up also because I don’t have a Santa; I have a Savior.  My Savior Christ Jesus doesn’t come once a year but stays with me everyday throughout my entire lifetime.  He walks with me through the good and bad and never says, “Girl, I am done with you. I give up.”

“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”  Deuteronomy 31:6

Today, share this blog with someone who is hurting.  Your story of survival like mine will encourage someone who desperately needs to know that you care and understand.

By Christ in us, we will overcome.

Mourning into Dancing  p. 35-36 from And This Ain’t Hollywood Either

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“I will exalt you, O Lord, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me.  O Lord my God, I called to you for help and you healed me.  O Lord, you brought me up from the grave; you spared me from going down into the pit.  Sing to the Lord, you saints of his; praise his holy name.  For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.  Hear, O Lord, and be merciful; O Lord, be my help.  You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.  O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever.”                                     

  Psalms 30:1-5, 10-12

December 22, 2003

As I awake on day ten of my father being in the ICU, I want to hear a word from God.  Today we meet with the doctors to see if my dad has shown any progress: any sign that we are moving forward, even if it is minute.  In order to do this, I need God’s strength and peace.  He is sovereign. As I open my Bible, heading straight for Psalms, I read…”weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.”  I would love to think that this is a sign that today will be good, but I must remain confident that even when it is bad, with God, it is good.  He will see me through.  He will hold me in the palm of His hand.  He will restore my joy.  He will heal my father.  He will do mighty things that only He can do.  I will stand strong because angels positioned on either side of me will hold me up.  Angels will continue to fill my dad’s ICU room, watching over him every moment.  Rejoicing will come this morning.

Kathy McBroom

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