Gentle correction or gettin’ knocked on your rear?

Do you ever get that gentle correction from the Lord? Or do you just get that earth-shaking wake up call that knocks you on your rear letting you know you are being disobedient.  God uses whatever He chooses. It is not always a disobedience that He is correcting, but it may be that I am not spending enough time in the Word so He can speak to me. Sometimes He uses those, “AHA!” moments. Sometimes He does use illness. Sometimes He uses other people to let me know that I am falling short.  Sometimes He speaks directly to my heart.   This is what I got today…

Not in these words exactly but the Lord impressed this on my heart. “Tara, you sure are sick.  In the last month you have been in severe pain with a ruptured ovarian cyst and you now have the flu.  I am trying to get your attention here.”  “Yes Lord! I am listening.” As I lay on my bed He truly spoke to my heart and said, “I miss you dear one. Where have you been? You don’t even know where your bible is do you?”  UUUUUMMM well since you can’t lie to God, I said, “No, Lord I sure don’t! I am so sorry, please forgive me.

Wonderfully forgiven I sit here typing.  Then He let me know that I need to write about this. So here it is.  It doesn’t matter what situation you are in always make time for God. While you are on your back hacking up a lung, spend some time in prayer.

When needy children who are clawing and pawing at you surround you, read them a verse from the Bible.  (Not the rain down fire and brimstone people!) Pray a blessing of peace over them.  God’s word never returns void as it says in Isaiah 55:11 NLT “It is the same with my word. I send it out, and it always produces fruit. It will accomplish all I want it to, and it will prosper everywhere I send it.”

God has been trying to get my attention. It seems rather painful right now, but it could have been worse.  The CT scan shows no more cysts. My flu will eventually go away.  My husband and dad have been super heroes helping me.

God provides.

He never leaves us. He is, He was and Always will be. He is the provider. He is the Rock. He is everything to me.  He heals all my ills, affords me with great care. He never leaves me with a burden I can’t bear.  I am never alone. He is always near. He will never stop bending to me His listening ear. Unfaithful am I to share this truth.  May I be more like your beloved Ruth.

Forsooth. Gotta love that word!!! I wanted to use it in my poem, but, was unable to. I Used it in a random sentence.  🙂

Any way. Listen to the Lord He is pretty awesome!


New School. Ruptured ovarian cyst, ER visit and a room full of family. Part 2

If you have ever had to go to the ER you know that the lines can be well… forever long.  I began praying that the Lord would open up the ER and that the line would be short and that I would be able to get in sooner rather than later.

Dad dropped me off to go park the truck and he and my little one would meet me inside.  I walked through the sliding doors and there was not one person in the waiting room.  Seriously NO ONE WAS AT THE ER WAITING ROOM!!!!!  I signed in as I watched people start pouring in the doors behind me.  In walked my dad and my 3 year old.

The nurses asked the questions, took notes, got the allergy bracelets on and off I went to a room.  The nurse got my IV started and pain meds were not working,  but my tears were! I finally was able to just find a position on my left side that the pain was bearable.  Mom came in and the nurse said it would be 3 or 4 hours before I would be able to get a CT scan because there were so many people needing scans.  I remember praying and asking God to open the CT room so that my kids could get home and do homework and that we wouldn’t have to be there forever. 10 minutes later the nurse was disconnecting my IV telling me that they had several techs come and help so the CT machine was clear for me now. WOW!!! Answered prayers???? YAH! God heard my prayers from the ER last Wednesday.

Finally the doctor was able to read the scan results and confirmed that it was indeed a ruptured Ovarian Cyst and he could see everything.  He said he was going to release me and we were out of there.  My parents took the girls home with them to feed and bathe them and since we are living in their house right now, it made it very convenient!  They gathered all of the things and took them home.  I went to look for my clothes and would you believe I had nothing? HAHAHA. They had accidentally grabbed my clothes on the way out.   So yes I came home in the lovely hospital gown and pink puke bucket.  I was ill all the way home and into the night and next morning. I was not able to keep anything down. The kids of course were scared and nervous and Sammy, my hero, was taking care of getting the girls ready for school, making meals, driving back and forth to work and taking care of my puke bucket when necessary.

It wasn’t until Sunday that I felt even remotely human again. That was one of the MOST painful things I have endured.   Though one time I did wake up during surgery… that was painful.

I Still don’t know any results from the scan as the hospital had not sent my records to my OBGYN.  That Dr. visit is a blog in itself!! Still digesting that one folks. I am recovered and back to work here on the home front.

God is faithful!

New School. Ruptured ovarian cyst, ER visit and a room full of family. Part 1

This past week was a big week for our family. The girls, whom I have been home schooling for a year and a half began attending a new school.  My husband took a new job with a superb school district and has not had a bad day yet! Pretty remarkable really considering.  He says he feels like he is in a twilight zone of sorts.  Tuesday was the first day that they took the 1 hour drive.  They got up at 5:30 a.m. and quickly got ready for their new adventure. 🙂 They were thrilled.  I’ll spare you all the emotions that I felt but they were around the world and back.  Though Sammy and I prayed diligently about sending the kids back to school, there was that tiny bit of sadness that engulfed me because I have been with them nearly every day for that last year and a half.  The nest was two birdies less and I had one sqwaucking  little birdie left at home.  I cleaned ALLLLLLLLL day! It was great. The whole house was clean and I was relieved.  Then came nap time! WOW Was it ever quiet. 🙂  Blessed first day for the kiddos and it started again Wednesday.

My stomach started hurting but you know pain is relative.  We went on our morning bike ride with my dad and the pain increased.  And continued to ache and burn on the right side.  No position was comfortable. Standing, squatting, lying on one side or the other.  Nothing would alleviate the pain.  I went outside and asked dad to pray for me and he did.  He asked if I thought it could be an appendix and I thought perhaps it was.  The pain continued to increase and then vomiting began.   I called my husband and told him I needed to go to the Dr. and made an appointment with OBGYN.  It was only 12 pm and I didn’ t feel like I could make it that long. The pain and the vomiting were right there together and it was not getting better.  I called my mom and she said, “Sis I think you should cancel your Dr. appointment and go to the ER. I am coming home right now and I will meet you at the hospital.”  Off we went.