It has been 11 days since my mom was to the hospital by ambulance. She is scheduled for brain surgery on Thursday. I am still processing that she has a brain tumor and what is going happen after surgery. I feel all the emotions.
I am not even doing the logistical stuff. My brother is handling it. The Power of Attorney. The Living Will. Looking at Rehabilitation Centers. Talking to doctors. Going to MRI appointments. One day my mom is fine, the next she is not. I am thankful to have an extra week to see her and process what has happened.
God, I know that people’s lives are not their own. We belong to you, God. Each day on this earth is a blessing. Each day that we get to spend with loved ones is a treasured prize. You direct our steps. Just as Jeremiah prayed, I pray that you discipline me in due measure, not in anger, so I am not reduced to nothing.
Lord, I know that people’s lives are not their own;
it is not for them to direct their steps.
Discipline me, Lord, but only in due measure—
not in your anger,
or you will reduce me to nothing.
–Jeremiah 10:23-24 (NIV)
It is one thing to know that my mom is no longer well. Its another thing to handle the paperwork associated with a sudden diagnosis. God can help us through every step. Its not easy. God, you will carry us through the reality of this diagnosis.
God, direct my steps. I pray that I live my life according to your will. I pray that you discipline me in due measure, and I pray that I change, so I can do your will each day of my life.