Day 138. Thankful for the Feast

Today is my prep day for tomorrow’s colonoscopy.  For all who have had one, the day before is much more difficult than the day of, as you sleep through the test.  Today’s diet consists of hot tea, broth, jello, water, and the prep meds with a gallon drink.  To start the day off even better, I woke up with a headache!  Joy of joys!!

In trying to have a better attitude about the whole thing, I turned to the Good Book.  The Bread of Life.  God invites us to Feast on His Word.  He doesn’t want us to be babies only taking the milk, but rather eating the meat of what He has to teach us. 

Psalm 119:103  “How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!”

Jeremiah 15:16  “When your words came, I ate them; they were my joy and my heart’s delight, for I bear your name, Lord God Almighty.”

Psalm 19:8-11

“The precepts of the Lord are right,

   giving joy to the heart.

The commands of the Lord are radiant,

   giving light to the eyes.

The fear of the Lord is pure,

   enduring forever.

The decrees of the Lord are firm,

   and all of them are righteous.

They are more precious than gold,

   than much pure gold;

they are sweeter than honey,

   than honey from the honeycomb.

By them your servant is warned;

   in keeping them there is great reward.

I could keep going.  There are so many references.  “You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.  You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.”  Psalm 23:5 

My cup does overflow!  And I am truly thankful. 

Now, back to my tea.

Day 128. The Vacation.

Paul scheduled a week of vacation time with nothing big planned other than time to relax from work and get started on the table project.  Almost two years ago, dead oak trees were cut down with a new 36” chain saw purchased for the project and then milled with an Alaskan Mill also purchased for the same.  All these tools cost less than a table of the quality wood that will be produced…and he’s making two. 

After a year or more of the wood drying, some in the barn, some in the garage, it was time to buy a planer and start planning the wood.  He could have done it all by hand, but this was too good a price and sped up the process immensely.  He didn’t splurge for the table and other accessories that he could have added.  He just did it all on the floor on the garage.  As a plus, it made great mulch!

He has now decided which boards will be the table top, which will be the pedestal, and which will be other support pieces. 

He has done all of this while wheeling me back and forth to the hospital and seeing after me here at home.  It seems that for whatever reason, the mix of the change of meds and overstimulation and getting overly tired send me over the edge.  The migraines and nausea get the better of me and the vicious cycle takes over.  It seems that I need an inordinate amount of fluids and rest to maintain my balance and certain drugs to break the cycle.

I keep wishing that this whole process would hurry up and be over; then I started thinking about how long Paul has been working and waiting to make these tables.  It’s been almost two years since he cut down the first tree.  The second came down six months later.  Then the milling began.  The whole thing has been a long process.  One of patience and waiting.  It has taken time. 

I am only four months into my process.  In four months, the first tree hadn’t even been milled yet!  Paul is much better at waiting than I am. 

Isaiah 40:31  “But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”