Bleh!

Five doctors visits in one week is really too much, don't you think? I bet you'd be hard-pressed to see that many doctors in a week. The last one said I have a bladder infection so that must be why I am glued to the couch with no energy and mad at everyone. (Not you, of course!)

Just a few updates for you. Potty training is going well. On the way home from church last night the Little Man said he had to go. I told him he just had to hold it until we got home and when I looked back at him he was! I remember telling the Knight after Allison was finally trained that I was going to have a t-shirt made up that said "My child is potty trained." It's quite a feeling of accomplishment, isn't it? For both parent and child, I guess. He sure has been a handful this week. Just this morning while I was in the shower he helped himself to a big glob of hair gel (actually it was hair wax, so you can imagine) while he was brushing his teeth with all of our tooth brushes. Then he made a fort out of the dirty laundry and a bag full of clothes I had folded up and ready to give to charity. The whole time I'm in the shower yelling "Where are you? Come in here where mommy can see you! Do you want a spanking?" So two minutes before we had to walk out the door I was holding his head under the sink, trying to rinse his hair. Did I actually think to myself a while back that maybe he was going to skip the "terrible twos". Really, he IS the icing on our cake, the cherry on our sundae, the third ring of our circus.... Maybe I'm the one in the "terrible twos" Just times 20!

I have a bunch of prayer request I'd like you to remember. Our friend Fuzz has had a terrible time lately-serious burns on his feet and legs earlier this month and now he's in the hospital waiting for gall bladder surgery. Also my friend Bill's mom and dad-Joann is having surgery tomorrow and Earl is recovering from recent surgery. Magdalene still has 4 radiation treatments to go. My friend Claudia's dad needs our prayers also. Franky, one of our middle school students is in a bad home situation and needs prayer. And me and my family still covet your prayers.

Having cancer for the second time really made me question my purpose. I'm asking "God, really, what is it you want me to do. I am all yours." So many of you are going through hard times right now and I just want so much to be an encouragement to you. I want to help your heart. Surely that is part of what I'm to do here. There's not much I can do for you other than tell you that even in the darkest part of this valley I've been in, when I was at my weakest point and ready to go over the cliff, I knew that there was something, someone there holding me me. There was a still small voice inside my heart that kept telling me that everything was going to be alright. We insist on trying to be so strong all the time, but sometimes it's just not possible. We are weak, but HE IS STRONG. I am so weak but Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so. And my heart does too. Listen, can you hear it?