July 28 - Day 44

For  thou art my hope, O Lord God: thou art my trust from my youth. By thee have I been holden up from the womb: thou art he that took me out of my mother's bowels: my praise shall be continually of thee. I am as a wonder unto many; but thou art my stong refuge. Let my mouth be filled with thy praise and with thy honour all the day. -Psalm 71:5-8

Last night, the nurse said he was resting well with his heart rate in the 80's. Today he kept his right eye open more than usual and even had his left eye open slightly. He is becoming more busy with his right hand again. He is still on all the same medications, and his conditions are about the same as yesterday. He sat in his recliner for about three hours and had two sessions with his left leg on the CPM. The physical therapist worked with the muscle tone in his arms and legs. Over the weeks, his legs have shown the most decrease in muscle mass which leads to muscle weakness and the ability to exert force or motion. We ask continually for the Lord's guidance and strength as we face each giant. I shared with Dean our two options for this Monday: Kessler in Chester, NJ or Home in Mercersburg, PA. I desire to go home with him at the beginning of each new day but I know God has brought us closer to Him by the end of each long day. I pray that we may all draw closer to God as we run this marathon with Dean!

But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more. -Psalm 71:14

I read this poem in our devotional today by Henry S. Sutton

The flowers live by the tears that fall

From the sad face of the skies;

And life would have no joys at all, 

Were there no watery eyes. 

Love the sorrow, for grief will bring

It own reward in later years;

The rainbow! See how fair a thing

God has built up from tears.


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