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If you're looking for a place to preview and pick up some free materials in worship music, videos and the arts this site has it: http://www.willowcreek.com/willowcharts/ A friend emailed me the song "Enough" by Greg Ferguson from this site. "What you give me is enough. I'm empty now but nothing is beyond you." Those words sum up my week. Tuesday evening I arrived home after a difficult day. An acquaintance had sent me a sculpted angel bearing a lantern representing hope and courage. Thankfully, the mail carrier left it at the door for my arrival home. Yesterday I spent time with a friend sharing a coffee and a trip to several stores while our boys were watched by her father-in-law. He is enough and although the storm remains it is enough that He is with me.

It's raining today... perhaps that is a suitable follow-up to my previous entry, rains of the soul, some three months ago. Things went wrong with my father's condition since my last entry - Dad's fracture in T4 shifted, he lost feeling and movement, surgery fused T2 to T8. Alot of medical lingo to say that Dad is now an "incomplete paraplegic" (he has some feeling and movement below the injury site - how I thank God for that mercy). Dad has been at Lyndhurst Rehab Hospital since early July but, as yet, he is no where close to walking. http://www.torontorehab.on.ca/patientcare/spinalcord

Dad is scheduled to come home on September 27. There are so many issues, so many things that are inter-connected. It is so much bigger than a "physical" thing. The changes in who you are, what you are/are not able to do and what you need to do is so much harder to assimilate - it's not hard to see from an outside perspective - it's the experience of it that is so huge. It hit me hard on my birthday that my father can't visit me in my house - it's the intangibles that have no boundaries.

I see God working a few tiny fragile strands of good through all of this and I know that, compared to much of the world, our lives are blessed beyond compare. I waiver: one moment I am frustrated, another moment I am strong. Sometimes I just need to cry, to not be okay because things are not okay. I prayed for a friend - someone who could understand - God provided beautiful encouragement through regular emails from a woman who is now widowed. I can't begin to describe just how wonderful it was to read her words.

Other things God is doing - my neighbour gave a compliment and a pile of apples to another neighbour that he has never said anything good of - God is at work on my street - only love can make those changes.

Holding on to threads - love & light - one moment at a time.