>9 Days, 4 Conclusions

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After 9 days in the hospital, I came home tonight with 4 conclusions:

1. I have a condition in my lungs man can’t cure.

2. Life doesn’t come from cures, it comes from God.

3. I have the living, breathing, all-powerful, everywhere-at-one-time God in my life.

4. Thats all I need.

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>My Wordle

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>TULIPS!

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Last night & today, I received 2 tulip arrangements. My, oh, my, are they breathtaking! They added so much life to my sterile, white-walled room:

But today, DJ & I also received our own set of tulips. Two lips, that is! LOL!

What leadHership point can I possibly pull from this? Laugh. Laughter released from your trials is like steam released from a pressure cooker. Want good results from either? Let a little out.

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>An 8th Day Portrait 4 U

>OK, took a couple days off from the hospital-posts cause I didn’t want to drive you away. But today, I had to offer a glimpse at what I FEEL like doing after 8 days of being horitzontal: 



















Obviously, I’m gettin antsy. Looks like they’re gonna set this captive free on Wednesday. I’m really glad. Ever feel like this pic could describe one of YOUR days???

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>You Are…

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The day is brighter here with You
The night is lighter than its hue
Would lead me to believe
Which leads me to believe
(chorus)
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
And I am Yours
What does that make me?
I love this song cause it ends with a question. What does that make me? We’re glorious, man. Is there any better of a word to describe us? G-L-O-R-I-O-U-S. Just say that. Everything God has ever made is glorious. He’s God, for crying out loud. He’s only capable of designing, creating & birthing glory. And we’re a glorious image of Him. Tell yourself that today.

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>Laugh-a-Lot

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Need a break from the sick-talk, let’s talk about what makes us laugh! Here are 4 guaranteed outbursts for me:

  1. SNL’s Will Ferrell “Cow Bell” & Alec Baldwin’s “Schwety”
  2. The two Brian’s on our staff (him andhim)
  3. Stephen Colbert’s daily antic of receiving all the applause as he welcomes his guests out.
  4. I’m sorry, Raul, but I gotta share that moment from our honeymoon in Mexico. ‘Member when you tried to mount the horse for the horseback ride thru the mountains? ‘Member your foot got caught in the saddle footstrap & the horse took off? OMGosh, Husband, nothing makes me laugh more. The visual of that gets me every time. Good times, Cuban, good times. 🙂

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>Before the anesthesia…

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Tomorrow they’re wheeling my butt down to the OR for a “procedure.” Into thy pneumonia-infested lungs they will go, knocking me out to jam a metal instrument up my nose, down into my lungs to “Hoover” me out. I’ve had it done before & far be it from me to tell you it’s a par-Tay. No way, dudes! Now I don’t have anything deep to impart here, but I wanna tell you whatGod’s telling me: “Heather, [insert your name here], “My grace is enough for you. When you are weak, my power is made perfect in you.” So if you’re facing something tomorrow too, face it with these words. Cause if you believe ’em, it’s an honor to know that in your adversity, God’s power is perfectly being displayed through you.

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>Day Two

>Here’s a couple of pix from today. This first one I took because I’m bored sitting here unable to sleep right now. I titled it, “Look, Ma, No Hands!”



















This 2nd pic is from earlier today. It was emailed to me. It made me cry. You see, sometimes when I’m in the hosp., I feel bad that I’m not home being mom. But when I saw this pic, the 1st thing I noticed was my boy’s happy faces & big love messages. Sometimes, I think kids have a way of helping us learn to love ourselves…by the way they unconditionally love us.


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>Welcome to the 7th Floor

>For the 4th time in 11 mo.’s, I’m in the hospital. This time I’m on the 7th floor. ‘Though I don’t always see things this way, here’s how I am seeing things today from the 7th floor…

  • to my right is the door. When I look at the door I can either see it as a closed or open. I chose to see it open. True, it stays closed all day, but in the last year, God’s allowed me to “rise” and walk out of it every time. I’m super glad about that!
  • in front of me is a clock. When I look at the clock I can either see time “standing still” or “moving.” I see neither. Clocks represent time, which God controls, not me. So when I see the clock, whether it stands still or ticks away, I see God being in control.
  • to my left is a window. When I look out the window I can either see “sigh, just trees” or “WOW! PALM TREES!!!” I chose the latter. Palm trees are one of my FAVS & the forest of them out my window reminds me God made them for my enjoyment.
  • behind me is oxygen, tubes & an IV pole. What’s my perspective on that? HA! Actually? I don’t have one. I’m just thankful that all the stuff is behind me & that I don’t have to look at it all day.

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>Privacy or Solitude?

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I’m reading this book & its kickin’ my butt. I’m still only in Chap. 1, but had to share this with somebody!
So often, I’ll say, “I need to get away so I can collect my thoughts; getmy rest; do my thing.” Do you know what this is? That’s P-R-I-V-A-C-Y. Do you know what that isn’t? S-O-L-I-T-U-D-E. Solitude is separating all of me and all I want from everything so I can get right with God. 
Hear me: I crave & I get moments of privacy, but trust me, my “skin” doesn’t crave & get moments of solitude.
Jesus had moments of solitude, so did Martin Luther, Thomas Aquinas & John the Baptist.
So now that my butt’s kicked, I’m praying for something my skin won’t want but my soul is thirsting for: SOLITUDE with God to get things right.

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