You know how every town has a legend: "The summer of 1991" when you could litteraly fry an egg on the pavment, or "The blizered of 1983". Well for my family I think the legend will be: "The June of 2005" Because when it rained it poured!
My grandmother is getting stronger after a life threatening spring. Though she still needs almost daily visits and care. Then my Dad quits his job with no job to move to. Two days later after having a few seziures he is diagnosed with a brain tumor. Added to the stress that comes with illness we have hada car accident, and plumbing problems. We have been without water for a few days and they will have to take a jack hammer to our living room floor to fix the problem. Then, last night everything was going as well as it could and we were enjoying the end of a relaxing Father's day when my Mom reacted to her medications. Her medications had reacted to each other in an unexpected way and her her blood pressure dropped. I think last night was the scarriest experience of my life as I struggled to keep my Mom conscience as I speed along the interstates to the ER downtown. Praise God she was able to stay conscience and her BP rose agian after a few hours. It is a strang feeling to be the one who has to help two dizzy parents to the car.
Some say that after a month like this we will only remeber the good things. The ways that God blessed us with so many friends to pray with us and with His provision ofr our needs. But somehow I think that "June of 2005" Will always live in our memories with both the trials and the joys. It will sort of like a light that as we follow Christ into the future we can keep our eyes fixed on the past seeing how God was with us and brought us through "THe June of 2005". With that confidense I believe we will be able to follow Christ through any trial.
God is faithful!