August 5 - Day 52

And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish? And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. -Mark 4:37-39

Dean had a restful Sunday afternoon and he opened his eyes in the evening. The doctors continue to visit and watch his status closely. The trauma team came by today after reviewing his reports; he will be in ICU for at least 1 week after his surgery on August 8th. He is still adjusting to his new feeding formula, and he has alot of muscle tone in his left arm, wrist, and fingers. 

We watched the feature film of our wedding, and there was a clip of the table conversations I made for the reception and one said, "What's the best way to spend a rainy weekend?" While I looked out our window today and watched the storm clouds roll in as the rain began to tap against the window, my mind reasoned with that question. Oh, how delightful it would be to snuggle with Dean and listen to him read a story, to be the little girl watching the rain fall and sipping her peppermint tea while safely abiding in the arms of her protector hidden from the raging storm. Unfortunately, we can't hide from life's storms and we must all face trails of many kinds. This is by far the hardest storm I've endured but my confidence remains in the God who spoke the seas into existence and with one word quiets them. God sent a dreadful flood that covered the earth but he also provided the ark for those who would enter and after many weeks He displayed a radiant rainbow with an everlasting promise!

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater, 
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added affliction He addeth His mercies,
To multiplied trials His multiplied peace.
 

When we have exhausted  our store of endurance, 
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done, 
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father's full giving is only begun.
 

His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary know unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.

-Annie Johnson Flint

Dean and I were married on May 5th, 2012 so today we celebrated our 3rd month anniversary! I was cutting our wedding cake in twelve slices so we could enjoy one slice each month for the first year of our marriage. On June 5th Dean grilled filet mignon and asparagus while I prepared the Greek salad in our wooden bowls and set a little table for two on our back porch. This was a true fine dining experience for us as the aroma from the charcoal grill was carried off by the cool summer breeze and the fresh linens blew in the wind under our big maple tree. I savored this precious moment as I gazed into the brown eyes of my true love! It was a lovely evening together as we gave thanks to the Lord and sipped our sparkling white grape juice. Every moment was pure bliss with Dean; He was well worth the wait! I remember those single years and the days of wondering who and how I would meet and marry my best friend. I served the Lord with all my heart and waited for Him to bring my husband across my path. In God's perfect timing, He brought our paths together and Dean became the best friend I dreamed of! During those early days of our friendship I went jogging by his house which was only a mile and half from where I grew up. As a little girl I remember walking to Mercersburg Printing in town and buying notepads with my grandma. One day Dean's family would buy this business! I also remember going to Colonial Sales and buying my first nutcracker with the money I received for getting a good report card in 3rd grade. Years later, Dean's family would purchase this same building and move Mercersburg Printing there. Dean would spend long hours working at the shop and I was actively involved with the church next door. I worked at Whitetail Ski Resort during the winters for the past 11 years and Dean volunteered there for the past 5 years. We were literally fields away from each other! I've traveled all around the world and never met Dean until March 3rd, 2011. Once I met him I knew he was the one man for me and my desire to be a wife was answered by him. Our wedding day was my dream come true and being married to Dean was beyond my greatest dreams of the happiness that any two people could ever experience. He awakened my deepest desires, became my leader, provider, and protector while affirming me as woman beautifully created by God for a special purpose. The first song Dean ever sent me was " Time in a Bottle" by Jim Croce:

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with

 



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