We didn't write yesterday, we were just too tired. There was nothing to say. It was one of the those days when we were hanging on emotionally by our finger tips. I guess we didn't tell you that the doctor said it would be another month before Mike would begin to feel any better. That was pretty discouraging for Mike, which in turn makes me feel the same as I see him struggling day after day. The cycle of grief is denial, anger, bargaining, sadness, acceptance. We are grieving all the loss that comes with big illness. The changes are huge, and daily it seems that loss smacks us in the face. We are in the sad. The way out is to walk through it. We can't get over it or around it, we have to walk it through. The Lord is providing the way, our practice is to "Hold Fast" and not give up. We won't give up, and we are not even tempted to, but the desire to find another way out for relief apart from the Lord is there. We are both pretty tenacious people, and have the ability to dig in and gut things through. But this is not something we can gut through. This is one of those gut wrenching times that takes our breath away, and drags us through the trenches of our deepest emotions. We are utterly dependent on God. A good place to be ultimately, but painful nonetheless. 

Daniel 10:17-19" ...As for me, no strength remains in me now, nor is there any breath left in me. Then again the one having the likeness of man touched me and strengthened me. And he said, O man greatly beloved, fear not! Peace be to you; be strong, yes be strong! So when he spoke to me I was strengthened....."

This morning He touched us and strengthened us both. Talk to you later.....Hold Fast....